Another beautiful. It's strange how sunny and warm this world is when there is so much lush green grass and trees around. It makes me wonder how all the plants get enough water to drink. It has barely rained since I was born into this world, and I never see any watering the plants or trees. I have long since stopped trying to make sense of this world but thought like this one still popped up every once in a while. When I was a kid, it was always questioned why it always snowed on charisms? Now I can think about the oddest detail. Still, mostly, I wonder if Zeno knocked himself out by slamming into my barrier again. Sure enough, I find him lying outside my window when I let Bozzair out for his morning flight. I would have thought he would have learned by now how pointless it is to try and teleport into my room. I sigh as I cast healing magic on him. Maybe this time he will learn his lesson.
I get dressed in my uniform, and by the time Bozzair returns, I am ready for breakfast. The noble's dining hall is excellent, and I am sure today's breakfast will be just as delicious as always. Still, there is one thing I need to take care of first. It seems that perverted elf is trying to climb into my window again. He really never learns. I drop my barrier, and Zeno falls face-first into my room. I swear I won't heal him if his nose is bleeding again.
"You sure like it rough, my sweet," Zeno smiles with blood dripping from his lips.
"Let us just get something to eat before it's too late," I reply, turning to leave. If I find him by my window tomorrow, I will not be treating his injuries.
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I walk with Zeno, Marshal and Noah to class. I feel guilty to be holding onto Marshal's hand with Arial watching. Still, I have to do this to fool everyone around us that Marshal and I are in a loving relationship. I feel bad for Marshal and Arial. If I could, I would switch bodies with his maid in an instant so they could openly be together.
We are the first to arrive in class today. We quickly find our seats as our maids stand off to the side, ready to serve us when required. This room really doesn't feel like a classroom at all. The chairs are too comfy, the food and tea too plentiful and the teacher too skilled. I am sure it wasn't like this for everyone, but in my old world, I was forced to sit on a hard seat with a wobbly leg and would struggle with hunger while watching the seconds tick by till lunch. My old school could never compete with this one.
I start getting everything ready. I pull out my science book, notebook, quill and ink. We are not required to take notes, and I have seen several of my classmates make their maids take notes for them, but it has been a habit of mine from my school days before I was reborn. I set aside some sweet my maid made for me this morning and... oh what is this? I don't remember putting a pink envelope with my supplies. While it is addressed to me, there shouldn't be a problem if I open it.
Dear Miss Lamonia
I have something I wish to discuss with you.
Please meet me behind the main school building during lunch
Well, it isn't as romantic as I would have hoped for a letter left for me, but I should still go. It is probably best to turn this guy down quickly before anything happens. Marshal notices the letter and wants to go in my place, but I assure him I can handle this. Now I just need to find the right words to turn this guy down without breaking his heart.
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Just as I expected yesterday, science class was easy. Their grasp of science was surprisingly advanced but still not close to what we had in my old world. Still, on the upside, it allowed me to rehearse the lines I will tell this guy when we finally meet up. I couldn't find a way to be gentle about it, so I decided to just tell him straight I was already engaged. I hope he doesn't start crying.

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Freedom's Heart
RomanceAfter dying in an accident, I find myself reborn, but unfortunately, I was reincarnated as the villainess of an otome game destined to die at the end. Facing death around every corner and multiple death flags, it would take a miracle to leave a long...