Orange Marmalade

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"Is that everything?" Selene looked at the closet that held two summer uniforms, two winter uniforms, one dress suit, and five sets of casual outfits.

They were currently bringing his belongings from Selene's to the dorm room that he will be using for the year. Seo-jun had completed all three exams with perfect scores and was now attending the Academy as a third year. The new school year was set to start in two days.

"It is," Seo-jun chuckled at the puzzled expression that she wore. "Most of my money went into art supplies, ingredients for the temporary hair dye, and books." He was referring to the money he received after he, technically Selene, pawned off the necklace he had received from Tessia Ratcliff the night he was kicked out of the manor.

Selene glanced over to the small bookshelf. "You did buy quite a few." The five-shelved bookcase already had three shelves filled.

Most would think that he wouldn't need to buy any books since he had access to the Academy's library but those weren't the kind one would typically read to pass the time. The books he had bought were romance books. There were some action books among them but not many, not because he didn't like the genre but because the local bookstore didn't have much to choose from. It seemed the romance genre was all the rage in the Capital. Fine with him, he could read anything.

Seo-jun shrugged. "I like to read." He did love to read but that wasn't the full reason why he read so many books. Other than drawing, it was the only thing this world had as entertainment. It wasn't, but it was the only thing he knew how to do and liked. Another thing he did to help keep his mind busy was that he started exercising. Two weeks ago when Selene gave him a clean bill of health, he started going for morning jogs, hoping to get his body into a little bit better shape, and to increase his stamina.

"That you do," Selene muttered. She turned toward him, her mousy brown hair had random strands flying out from her ponytail. "Now that we're done, shall we head into town and eat?"

Seo-jun's stomach rumbled at her words. "Can we go to Stella's Sweets afterwards?" Stella's Sweets was a little bakery that Selene visited once a week. Their sweets, especially their cakes, were amazing. The first time he had tried them had been the day he woke up. Selene had stopped and bought a box of cakes while she was out to get more bandages.

"You don't even need to ask," Selene wore a wide grin and her eyes sparkled.

After Seo-jun deemed that the room was organized and that they hadn't left anything important behind, they left for the school's carriage area. The Academy kept five carriages reserved for the faculty and students to use. Though most students didn't use them since the majority of those attending were from the noble class and would have a carriage come from their capital home to pick them up.

The two of them got into a carriage and one of the drivers that the school provided, not the one from the night of the incident, drove them off towards the city. Tris Academy was located within the Capital, Meldona, but outside of the city. It was actually closer to the mountain range that was behind the Capital.

The city came into view after a twenty-five minute carriage ride. The two of them bounced a little when the wheels of the carriage came into contact with the brick road. Selene pushed open the small divider that separated the inside of the carriage from the driver. "Drop us off up here. We'll walk the rest of the way."

The driver steered the carriage off to the side of the road, the two horses pulling the carriage neighed softly. Seo-jun exited the carriage then offered his hand to Selene to help her down.

"What time shall I come to pick you up?" The driver called out to them from his seat.

Selene looked over at Seo-jun lost in thought. "Should three hours do it?" Seo-jun nodded in agreement. They were only planning on getting lunch, stopping by the bookstore, and then grabbing a quick dessert. Three hours should be plenty of time.

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