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SOMETIMES the girl wonders why she decided to take up this job. It was exhausting, turning her life completely upside down. But wasn't that what she wanted anyway? A change of pace?
Sometimes she muttered strings of cursewords under her breath, watching the players do the exact opposite from what she asked them to do, pushing her to the edge of quitting.
But other times, she couldn't help but feel greatful for everything she had experienced so far in this chaotic rollercoaster of a job. She made new friends, learned things she never thought she'd learn, got to give her all in things to prove her worth. But the thing - or better said, the person - she was most grateful for was no one other than her assigned player: Shoei Barou
EVER since the two of them crossed paths her life hadn't been the same. It was hard to explain what it was about him that captivated her. Was it the way he talked with such a gruff tone causing everyone around him to keep their distance from him? Was it his rather odd personality that you wouldn't expect from a guy like him? Or was it those deep crimson eyes that lured her in like a siren, waiting for the perfect moment to trap her, never letting her out alive?
