Her life was never meant to be normal from the moment she was born, yet why was it until now?
Ever since that night she got introduced to the harsh realities of another world.
Little did she know that both her past, present and future lie there...
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Just before we get started I would just like to mention that Gojo right now in the chapter is 16 years old. Now that we got that sorted, enjoy~ :)
Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?- Alfred Lord Tennyson
There was a long silence before a loud groan came from within the building and then the tired voice, of a man spoke, spoke, "Let them in, I'll be down in a minute!"
The butler looked at me and smiled a warm, genuine smile and said, "Come with me.
I followed him into the palace-like building and what awaited me inside was a wonder for the eyes. Tall, sky-blue walls towered over me and joined together to make a mystical domed roof. I stood there in amazement for a second to take in the scenery the inside was just as magical as the outside, whoever lives here is really lucky, I thought to myself before continuing to follow the man. Soon I was led into what looked like a grand living room, "Master Gojo will be with you shortly." I nodded in response and with that the man left the room.
I waited for few minutes curiously looking around, this place truly looked like something out of the fairy tales my mum used to tell me. More minutes went by before I heard the sound of slow footsteps approaching the room and a man walked in. My eyes widened, he was extremely attractive, hair the colour of the first snow winter brings and tired looking eyes rivalling the sheen of diamond. I stood there stuck in place admiring his beautiful features, he must have noticed my staring as he spoke, "And~ How can I help you?"
"O-Oh um, well my mother sent me here," I replied offering him the note my mother wrote. He took the note and scanned its contents for a moment before saying, "Ah, so the time has finally come. I suspect your Celeste's daughter."
I nodded, "L/n Y/n,"
"Gojo Satoru, it's a pleasure to meet you Y/n L/n,"
We stood there together in what seemed to me as a silence that walked the line between comfortable and awkward. That silence was suddenly broken when I spoke up, "How do you know my mother? Why did she send me to-"
"Ughhh, questions later. I want some breakfast."
I was speechless, did he really just interrupt me? I tried again, "Yes but-"
"MR HINO, PREPARE MY BREAKFAST!"
The kind man's face appeared in the doorway, "Yes, Master Gojo," he said before disappearing down the corridor.
Gojo then glanced at me and once more opened his mouth and said in a lazy tone, "I promise to answer all your questions during breakfast. Now come on, I'm hungry."
I was about to follow him, when he turned around once more, "Oh by the way you can leave your stuff in here. I'll ask Hino to take it up later." He mentioned, gesturing to my backpack. I set it down and started to follow him down the maze of corridors that lay within the house.
Finally, we arrived in what I thought to be the dining room of the house. The walls of the room were a darker blue compared to the rest of the house. A table lay in the centre of the room it wasn't that large but neither was it that small. Above the table hung a grand chandelier, it was clear that the owner of the house had lavish taste.
We sat opposite each other at the table and afew minutes later our food arrived
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I looked down at the food in front of me and I finally realised how hungry I was. I started to dig into the heaven that lay in front of me. After a few bites I felt a pair of eyes on me, looking up I see the white-haired male leaning forward, hand on his cheek.
Our eyes met and he chuckled at the confused expression on my face.
