In this new generation,every normal teen fell in love exactly on their 18th birthday.It may sound strange,but everything was strange in this new world.For one,the new world was split into four divisions,one for each season.They taught you at least that much in school.
Camilia was in her usual spot.Under the biggest cherry blossom tree nearest to the shimmering river.Her eyes closed and her dark brown hair gently blowing in the wind.A few cherry blossom petals dancing elegantly in the gentle spring breeze,some landing in the water ever so gently,making small ripples in the water which startled fish that were swimming along the streams surface.
Camilia slowly opened her dull,brown eyes.Her pale skin seemed to have a slight glow under the light pink of the tree.Tomorrow was her 16th birthday.Many plans would usually be made on this special occasion,but Camilia wasn't looking forward to them at all,for she didn't believe in love.At this point,she didn't mind having to be a servant for the rest of her life.She didn't really mind anything any more,for she was all alone in this world.
Camilia was abandoned at birth,other teenagers her age found her strange,she was strange but that made her unique in a way.Slowly standing,Camilia moved all of her hair to the left side of her neck.She had to head home soon,for if you didn't return to your home before exactly eight o clock on the dot.You would be severely punished.
