Sixth Scroll

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Yehey a new update!

I am very sorry for being inactive for months......

I AM SO SORRY

Some things happened here and there with an accident and everything. I had a lot of ideas to add in my stories but I just can't because of this fucking injured leg and a mentally injured heart. I want to thank a lot of you for voting and adding this to your reading list. When I got online I was like "NSAJHSIAH WHAT'S WITH THIS NUMBER OF NOTIFICATIONS???"

Ehem. Ehem. Enough tattle-tales.

New fact: I got the "Cornelia" name from the show "Gossip Girl". My sister is a HUGE fan of that show and I really liked the name. It reminds me of corns.

Enjoy the story!

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Everything is so different.

The sound of my annoying alarm clock, the delicious smell of the freshly cooked pancakes, the honking of different vehicles, the ringing of the school bell, Harner's idiotic jokes, all of them are gone.

I'm not a student council president, an heir, an honor student, a rich kid, nor anything at all. I'm just a traveller looking for a way home. A way back to my workaholic parents.

Suddenly, dozens of questions entered my mind.

Are they worried about me? Are they looking for me? Or better yet, are they thinking about me at all?

I can't help myself but ask. I never knew I was this attached to them with our current relationship.

-Sigh-

I bit my lip in frustration. Concentration is what I need, I can think of this later when all of my problems are solved.

I closed my eyes and quickly shook my head. These past five hours seemed like a minute to me, with all of this dilly-dallying because of my useless thoughts. Focus Hannah.

After having a good breathing, I continued walking behind everyone, observing their movements -or mannerisms.

Some of them are laughing, some are serious, some are silent and the other one is indescribable.

Zeno's indescribable.

So many things happened today, my head's throbbing just by thinking of it.

"Hannah-san, over here!" Yona's voice resounded my ears, which is a good thing. A good distraction for me.

I lifted my head to see that she's pointing something from afar. I can hear birds, horses, and even people talking. Curiousity got into me, I found myself walking towards her.

Following her hands to her fingers, I saw a lively village. Too lively for my liking.

"Here we are, the first village in the vicinity; The village of smiles, Yontoh." Yoon closed his map with a clear nod by his head. He sat on a nearby rock and opened his huge bag.

"Everyone, listen to my instructions before we go." He picked up a small notebook and jotted down some notes. What for?

"Here's the plan. We'll enter the village by pairs okay? Hak goes with Kija, Shin-ah goes with Zeno, I'll go with Yona and lastly, Hannah will go with Jae-ha. Any complaints?"

I do.

But it's better to shut my mouth. They know this place more than I do.

"Why do I have to go with the Thunder Beast??!" Kija's completely against Hak and I can't see anything weird with that.

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