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To Live Again, For the First Time!

Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all. No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions. NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST! Emilin: [Who am I even?] DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?] LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.] OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!] BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.] HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.] BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

you_li_er · Urbano
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204 Chs

Didn't Recognise Pt III: (Do you want to be her friend?)

By the time Noah finally started getting started, talking about his issues, he felt like he had just finished a workout or listened to a few hours of lectures.

So damn tired!

This woman was just way too hard to talk to with sense. All he could do was allow Grace to drill holes into his ears until they bled.

Quietly listening as his suffering was portrayed as a favor from Grace to himself by the woman herself.

"Can I watch?" Emilin asked about their makeup session which she wanted to join.

It was both a good chance to learn more about this duo who were close to her in age as well as a chance to watch Grace in action, which she had missed out on this time.

"Are you sure? It's quite tedious you know?" Grace worried for Emilin's poor soul.

Though she personally loved it, she knew that it could be tough on others to spend hours on end just watching.

The process was an incredibly slow one, especially if you wanted to get things right.