Aria Gert Chanel P.O.V.
I heard the usual bickering of the two students in my office which is located on the second floor. I look at them and yep, here they are.
They can't see me looking at them since the glass here is one-way glass. My office is positioned where I can see anyone entering the door.
(Note: One-way glass is a kind of glass that is transparent on one side and reflective on the other.)
"These children are always having fun, don't you think?" My husband, Kurt VI Chanel stands beside me while looking at these younglings.
"Yeah, especially Lena. I feel like something has changed about her. She looks brighter compared back then." I replied.
I can still remember when she was a child. Her mother and I have been the best of friends and we meet up here in the store to catch up with our lives occasionally.
I can see at that time that she was a bright and happy young kid until that incident happened.
After that incident, she has been more empty looking, as if she has lost the meaning of her life.
Her parents tried to do their best to heal her slowly emotionally, but as a person, we have that time when we are burnt out with many things and her mother isn't an exception to it.
She asks what she should do or ask me if it is her fault. Her husband hugs her as if he was sharing the blame for what was happening to their child.
There's one time when the young Lena heard our conversation, and the only thing she said is "It's not your fault Mom, I'm sorry."
She looks at us with empty eyes yet tried to smile as if reassuring her mother. Her mother and father hug her. It looks as if she didn't understand what was happening but keeps replying with 'ok' to the words of her parents.
"Yeah, this child is hardworking and kind. Her actions always worried her family. I'm glad that she is looking better." My husband added while putting his hands on my shoulder.
I lean in his chest and reminiscent of the past.
It's been six years since Lena started working in the store.
She was 13 years old at that time, she suddenly says that she wants to make her own money. Her family is well-off, so her parents ask why she wants to do a part-time job.
She just replied that she just wants to do it. Her parents didn't force her to not work since this is the first time that she asks them what she wants to do. This made her family very happy about this fact.
When I heard this, of course, I offered a small job in helping in the store which the parents gladly recommend to her.
And now, here we are. She still has that blank look on her face, but she is looking better now, I guess after the accident of Lena, something must have happened that makes her brighter.
(Author's Note: The accident that I am talking about here is the train accident in the prologue where Lena remembers her past life.)
Behind the students that are bickering, I can see adults behind them.
"Good evening, Sir Clauford. Are you here for the second floor?" Lena asked.
"Yes, young child. Forgive this noisy boy. Still immature as ever." Clauford replied.
Clauford Thena is one of my usual customers on the second floor. Wearing a long black hat, one monocle in his right eye, and a western suit with a black cape. The inner long sleeve is color white while the outer long sleeve is light brown.
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Living monotonous in a Novel Universe
FantasíaSummary A teenager who becomes aware of the world she lives in surrounds a novel/manga/anime trope and tries to live safely as she ventures into different tropes as a mob. The cover image is not mine. Here is the link: https://9gag.com/gag/a6NWeM8