Genie - Park Jimin

1 - Rain of the Arcane

Narae POV

Hi, I'm Narae...

I am an average normal girl who attended high school.

Of course their were things I longed for as a normal teenage girl... such as beauty, popularity and attention from males.

Of course for me that wasn't the case.

I was lacking in natural beauty.

Of course I had nice tanned golden skin, luscious long black hair, some cute glasses and a skinny figure.

But I didn't meet the standard of beauty the popular girls at my school had.

Or maybe I just wasn't out spoken enough.

I was a very shy person.

Or maybe it was the fact that none of the popular girls wore glasses.

Either way, I lack in the beauty and confidence to become popular and lack gaining the attention of males because of this.

But in my last year of high school, everything started to change...

You may be wondering why...

Well get ready for a ride on a magic carpet because the story is about to commence...

~Rewind~

Date: 2nd Of November 2013.

I turn 18 in a few weeks.

Next year I have plans to go do extra studying at a university but I have low amounts of money.

So I work at a craft store.

I work 40 hours a week.

Even though I have school. I spend almost all of my time at the store earning money to afford to attend university next year.

The store I work at has three parts.

Firstly, we repair and clean items.

Secondly we trade items for other items worth the same value in the store.

And thirdly we sell items.

I watched a man walk in with a top hat.

He looked tall and had a twitching mustache above his lip.

He wore a long black coat and black pants.

Almost as though he was a spy from a movie.

"Hi. What can I do for you?" I asked the male as he walked up to the counter.

"I want to trade a lamp for something" the male said.

His voice sounded jagged, cold and unkind.

Almost evil.

I nodded.

"May I see the lamp to mark it's value?" I asked the man.

He lifted out of a black case a lamp shaped hidden object wrapped up in a brown fabric.

He lifted the brown fabric back a bit.

I could see a golden rusted lamp which would look so much better if it was cleaned or scrubbed.

The details on the lamp were stunning.

I just don't understand why this man brought it to me so unclean.

Maybe he wants to trade and then I can just clean it to catch other people's attention.

"Is it fully made from gold?" I asked him.