Once upon a time, well, twenty years ago, a beautiful, mystical, woman was supposed to marry someone chosen for her. The man in question was famous for sleeping around and cheating on all of his partners. The lady, angered by the idea of be cheated on, started to act cocky and awfully mean to every person related to him. Then he crossed the line. He decided that he wanted a "proper woman" and by proper, he meant a puppet that he could easily manipulate. He eventually found one and called off his engagement with the gorgeous lady.
Humiliated and angry, the lady ended up in a shady pub of London and at midnight, got kicked out of it, drunk and alone. She passed by her ex-fiancé's house and started shouting in a somewhat "drunk person" English:
- You chea..cheater! Imma... goin' to crush yo...your whole life! No... even better! Ya know what? Imma goin' ta... curse the baby inside of her belly! Like that frog told me ten... minutes ago! She's gonna be so cursed...haha...
The man was standing in front of the window looking from far away the woman he was supposed to marry. He didn't say anything, thinking that all rumors about her powers were just rumors. Oh boy... was he wrong.
-Thinking 'bout that...thing which has your blood... , she continued, I kinda feel bad for her to be your kid. So... what about ... a constructive curse? Don't ya think it's a good idea? Huh?
He kept silent, gulping from anguish. Still, she kept speaking, and the more she talked, the more crazy she looked.
- A sleepy cute baby girl, always tired. She needs a way to have energy, right? She has ONE and ONLY way of getting that energy! Lips, kissing and secrets. Let me explain: each time she'll kiss someone on the lips, she'll see their deepest secret. A good thing for avoiding people like you, right? The deeper and more hidden the secret is, the bigger the amount of energy will be.
Then she calmed down and looked straight in the eyes at the man.
- Say hello to Leanne for me!
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Then she vanished and no one saw her again.
Fifteen years passed, and in London's Woodland high school, an old teacher is yelling at a student.
<< - Miss Smith, this is the last time I'm warning you! Do not sleep during lessons! Your father may be the boss of Kingdom's industries, it doesn't mean that you are allowed to sleep when I'm teaching history!
The young girl slightly opened her eyes. You could barely her hazel eyes. Her brown hair was covering most of her face, but you could still see that she was exhausted. She was cute, but the bags under eyes were clearly there.
- I'm sorry Miss Nags. I... just don't feel that well.
- You could at least go to the nurse! Are you still keeping that act? You've been sleepy all of your life and still is pretending that it'd just a bad day! Please!
