"paalam. it means farewell."
fujisaki mizuki had been weak for as long as she could remember. she lived in a huge house, had a lot of money, but she could never bring herself to be happy knowing that after she was born- her parents left her and neve...
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╭──── THREE ; a visitor.
FUJISAKIMIZUKI WAS WAITING EXCITEDLY for Baji to visit again that afternoon, just like he regularly would. It was like a daily routine for them— he goes on to live his life while she stayed at home and got homeschooled, then he would be visiting her right after. When he was done living his life the way he wanted, he would go to her and tell her everything as if letting her experience everything fun through his eyes.
Her soft brown hair now flowing freely in waves down her back looked beautiful, but it looked extra nice that day because Akira seemed to decide to decorate her hair with a few clips here and there. She asked herself, what was the occasion? She was just going to stay inside her home, as much as she hated it, and there will be no one seeing her but the butlers, maids, and Baji Keisuke.
Then, the thought of what Baji might think seeing her look extra pretty that day made her blush— yet she shook her head to rid her of the thoughts. She shouldn't be thinking that way, they were just friends and there should be nothing more. At least, that was what she wanted.
"Akira, why did you style my hair like this? Is there any special occasion?" Mizuki asked, furrowing her brows as she looked at the maid standing right beside her.
Mizuki was sat down on the couch, drinking tea and eating cake right after she finished her studying with a private teacher. She needed to drink medicine after all, so she had to eat. Everyone wanted to take care of the girl and pamper her, thinking about how unfortunate her life was despite having all the money being sent to her by her father.
Akira gulped, nervously smiling at the little princess sat down on the couch. She wanted to tell the girl, but they were all told not to say a thing before the occasion actually happened.
"Nothing, really, young mistress. Is it bothering you?" Akira replied, shaking her head yet Mizuki still felt suspicious.
"Hm, I see. I wonder what time Keisuke will come this time? He should be here in about ten minutes," the brunette happily said, her day lighting up after realizing that she were to meet Baji in a few minutes.
She liked his stories, she liked how he seemed to live his life to the fullest. If there was a person that lit up her curiosity more about the world, it would be her mother Rosella and Baji. They played a huge part in her life— making her want to discover more about the world outside the iron gates of the Fujisaki Mansion she lived in.
Seeing the smile on her face, Akira just wished everything would go well. During the day, they would often see the girl sulking, probably wishing she could go outside and live her life normally like other teens her age. It was only during minutes before Baji'e visits would they see her smile do genuinely and look so alive, especially when she's already talking to him even though the boy was quite too rough for their liking.
As much as Akira wanted to let Mizuki to go out and discover more about the outside world like how Rosella would've wanted, she didn't have the right to because their master was the superior, after all.
