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Story:
Layla:
All of us went home after that long afternoon. My brother and I went home after buying frozen dinner from the convenience store. We reached the house and when we got in, "What is she afraid of anyways?" he asked me as he closed the door.
"Don't know." I shrugged. Misaki and I are mostly alike to be honest, I too was afraid of something unknown when Heron said he wants to date me.
"You're her friend, right?" So why not asked her?" He added. "She wouldn't tell me even if I ask her though." I replied. "Then why not ask that Joshua guy? You're in the same club as he is, no?" He added one more question. Wait-
"What? I don't remember telling you about my club before, have I?" I asked as I turned to him with a straight glare right on the eye contact.
He looked away and made a fake loud yawn, "Well, that doesn't matter right now. I just lost my appetite to eat dinner that we just bought so you can have it all but don't eat too much or you'll get fat." He said.
Ugh, trying to change the subject. How cliche. I shrugged the thought off about him infiltrating my privacy. He went up the stairs, stretching his arms up in the air.
He's too obvious too read, I know my brother well, duh. But that doesn't seriously matter now. I have to sleep early and I want to talk to William in the Arcana Hour to help me.
When I reached my room I prepared to go to bed, I didn't mind having dinner before I sleep, since it's already nighttime, I just kept the food that we bought on the fridge downstairs in the kitchen.
As soon as I changed to my pajamas, I look over at the clock and it's 8:30 pm, still a bit early but I need to talk to William. So I grabbed the violet key and went to bed, tucked my self up with the blanket and closed my eyes.
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I find myself inside the Arcana Hour, and I see William in his usual spot, does he even move from where he is standing, doesn't he get tired? "Good Day, Ms. Layla Fountain. How may I assist you today?" He asked in a very polite tone.
"You know what happened, right?" I asked directly. "Yes, I did. About the agony and pain of the High Priestess, you have discovered her sadness. The question is... what do you think is making her afraid? You were the same with the Magician, is it not?" He asked in full swing without any mistake.
I got speechless from what he said. He asked a question and followed another one including me in the sentence. Yet I need to focus.
"The past is the past, let it be now. I... need something to cheer Misaki up." I requested. He chuckled, "I see... I've seen your situation as well even though I can't understand girls that much-" I broke his words, because those just ticked me off a little.
"I'm a girl too, you know." I said, making a little glare. He made a fist and put it before his lips, and made a soft cough to straighten his words. "I apologize. Very well. Please pick one that you think is the best to cheer the High Priestess in need. Please choose wisely and carefully." He said.
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Arcana Hour
Roman pour AdolescentsSeventy-Eight Cards exists in one world. Fifty-four secrets have been discovered. Twenty-two still remain hidden within a human's gaze. Upon the place of a curse, a girl has to reveal the secrets within each Arcana Card. Yet one card holds a human s...