Chapter: 2

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After I finish getting ready I'm sitting in the middle of the room having a mental debate because I don't know what kind of shoes do Japanese high school allows their students to wear because back in Russia even though I studied in a private junior high campus for at least one year before I was admitted to hospital for my therapy as long as I remember they allowed us to wear casual shoes with our assigned uniforms. But here I am debating between Chuck Talyor and Dior x Air Jordan. This is mentally tiring.

"Hey Champ ? Are you still in there ? Can I come inside? "I hear my Dad's deep voice.

"Yes Dad ? Umm yes I'm still in here and of course Dad you can come in." I say.

The door clicks open and I see my Dad looking down at me laughing a little.

"What's so funnnnyyyy?" I whine with my arms crossed still staring at two shoes in front of me.

"Your face.. to be exact your expression" Dad responds.

When I look at him I see that his already dressed . His dressed in a black classy  suit . His blonde hair is combed nicely and his Cornflower blues complements his handsome features. And he doesn't looks like he's a father of five children at least.

"Yeah yeah go ahead a laugh at me, you know Dad it's  not good when you laugh at someone's misery" I say smiling at him . Then he slowing clutches down to my level and gently kisses my forehead and says "oh I'm sorry if I subconsciously made fun. So  what is the cause of my peanut's misery?" So this is my Dad Kristoffer Crimson. Owner of  Crimson Industries. For some reason my Dad calls himself philanthropist maybe its because he donates millions and billions to other small companies. Till today I'm unsure why he calls himself that but either way I don't really care. Whenever I see him  I feel like if human beings take care of them selves properly , maintain their health and body , it's either they age beautifully or they dont really age. Cause when I see my Dad I still feel like his in his 20s.

"It's my shoes  that I'm unsure off . I mean- " I say biting my lower lips.

"You don't  want to have a bad impression on your first day and it's not even your first day to begin with it has been 2 months already since the school started that's what your thinking right?"  He say calmly, it's a normal thing for him to read my thoughts though even if it's been only few months since I officially saw him after being in hospital for almost 2 years. During those years my siblings only visited me. ' Dad's always been a busy man so can't help it  ' that's  what everyone says so I might as well accept it.

"Yeah tell me Dad which one should I wear ? C. T or The Dior x air jordan ones that you got me from France last month" I ask.

"Humm that's a tough question here milady ... maybe go with Dior" he says.

"Ok then let me just wear them I'll be down in a few minutes" I say as I carry Dior x Air Jordan.

"Don't be late you know Sarah doesn't likes waiting and since she's making those pancakes especially for you" he says ruffling my hair a bit then he moves out.

"Ok ok~~"  I say tying my shoe laces then I pick my bag which is of course blue in colour but its nude. I check my hair and my clothes in mirror. I take a deep breathe and head out of my room. I move downstairs. Then take a right I see my whole family sitting there peacefully eating. I walk towards the dining table I always sit between Sora and Urka.

"Your beige sweater is cute~" Sora compliments me.

"Thanks Male"  I say as I drop my bag beside me and sit between them.

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