After getting hit by a distracted truck driver, I thought I was finally free, finally dead. However, that all changed when I woke up in a room that was not a hospital and found out that I was the villainess of an otome game, surprise surprise, the s...
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*𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯*
Staring keenly at the image that was reflected her from the mirror (Y/n) analyzed every single inch of her figure as she plucked out all the inadequacies that her eyes could identify which diverged from a strand of hair sticking out from her tight bun to a single wrinkle in her (f/c) dress, nothing was left unchecked as she twirled around in front of the full-body mirror, her (e/c) eyes that mirrored back to her showing apprehension as she was shaky if she was accordingly dressed for supper. Uneasiness swelled in her heart as she picked at the choker that was lightly strung around her neck—the same choker that was gifted to her on her ninth birthday by her dear companion Lamis Van GrimWald.
Speaking of Lamis, (Y/n) remembered that their weekly cooperative training was in two days. She hadn't communicated with him since the last time they trained with each other, and back then Lamis seemed to be in a foul mood as he continued to glower at the training dummy with malice, continuing to murmur under his breath the name of his father as he returned to striking the dummy with so much animosity that their training coach patted their forehead in slight fear.
"My lady? Is everything all right? You seem to be in a daze?" Snapping out of her thoughts (Y/n) sent a convincing smile to Abdul whilst her fingers still fidgeted with the choker, her eyes soon wandering over towards her desk as she recalled she had lessons in an hour with Sir Jabbar about science and history. She wasn't very much thrilled over this, however, as she found Sir Jabbar's approach to history to be quite mundane and unnecessarily tedious. Though his approach to science was more fun and interactive than the previous lesson that the both of them conducted which was the cycle of mitosis—and get this! Sir Jabbar even brought with him a microscope and an onion to help her further learn via visual learning how—on a first-hand basis; mitosis worked.
Comprehending that she was again sliding off into her thoughts (Y/n) promptly glanced back over towards Abdul and fixed her arms next to each of her sides, her tender smile back on her face as she directed it towards the worried butler. "Everything is fine, butler Abdul—I was just thinking about how tonight's lesson will go. Quite fascinating, I believe." Responding in a gentle voice (Y/n) analyzed herself in front of the mirror for another minute before looking away, her eyes now set on the wooden doors as she warmed up herself to go meet your parents once again. Going in front of his lady, Abdul bowed his head as he opened the door, authorizing for her to walk out of her room; and soon after, the doors closed with a gentle 'click'.
