𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙮𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚

THREE;

I talked all night with jiah,cried in my bathroom knowing I ain't able to go back to my real world and guess what,we didn't even took our feet out of the room,
Cause jiah felt like,i was already sick and she didn't wanted to add anything more to my injury while I am seriously tried being here only.

At my own house,mom never woke me before ten,never let anyone wake me up cause I was up late night,and kept the breakfast ready,yet here,I have to go through a phase where I'm in high school again.

This world has a school with no dress code,so,it was on us on what to wear,let me tell you I'm a crazy prick here in this world,unlike my calm and gentle self.
Even I have my hairs coloured.

Good thing it was no funky and eye catching colour but I wonder how I was living in korea than in India and travelling here was so weird.Cause nothing else changed,even my posture,my hair length,yes.they are also same but slightly chopped and have good very cute curtain bangs.

Anyways,i with the hope came out of the bathroom thinking I might woke up from the dream and enter the real world.my world but I caught the glimpse of jiah waiting for me,with a smile on her lips.i feel so bad for her,due to me,she is going through this shit of handling my sick ass.

She handed me the clothes,I took the pair of clothes from her,it was a pink top with some balloon sleeves and a black tennis skirt.i hope it looks good on me.it was a plain outfit but when I saw the way jiah was secretly awwing from the mirror,I think it is looking good,with some combat black shoes that had me looking as tall as Jiah.

I combed my hair,as jiah got up,patting my head,"you should apply some chapstick,your lips might get dry."I nod at her as she pointed at the gloss that was kept there,and walked in the bathroom.

What kind of style this person I'm living had,i never liked this kind of skirts,nor I'd.but anyways,I took the gloss and saw it was tinted one,who cares.it was my natural habit to use something shiny or a gloss on the daily basis of routine.

I couldn't use any bindi nor the black khol I use on my lower line.i took some of the body lotion and rubbed it among my palms and some around my neck and that was when I noticed the neckpiece dad had gotten me was still laying there.
It had my name's initial of same metal and a sapphire beside it dangling as tears welded up in my eyes remembering my father.he was so precious to me.