Identity

Upon entering the 'Identification Commission of Mathema City', Aisam with Celia walking beside him started walking calmly toward the receptionist in front of them.

Luckily, there weren't many people so they could go straight to the receptionist after waiting in line for half a dozen minutes.

The receptionist was a woman with a fit lean figure, short brown ponytail hair, and round brown eyes—a pretty one.

Tap.

Aisam placed his hand on the counter with a soft smile etched on his face.

"Hello, and good morning. We are new to this city. Could we get an identity card today?"

The bored receptionist her head resting on her hand, snapped out of her thoughts as she looked at Aisam.

"Hello..." The receptionist responded but remained still and silent for a few moments.

'Handsome...' she thought, her cheeks reddening slightly.