The church changed many theories since the 17th century, but one remained- - Black cats.
They served the demons and the witches, thus, they spread bad luck and misfortune.
Personally, I dislike the church. For I am forbade to enter its sacred ground; said the black cat.
The black cat despised himself, but adored the 8th princess of Minslum, Alexandra of Minslum, the middle child of 12 sisters.
This is not about her, it's my story, I've lived a long life and continue to suffer until I lift my curse, and yet, my freedom never lasts.
"You're my best friend, Crow..." she mumbled rubbing his fur against her face, completely unaware that he's human too.
"I don't like you princess" he sighed.
A student professor arrange marriage romance 。*♡✧*。
✧She was his gravity , his fucking planet and he was lost without her ✧
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TROPES-
Arrange marriage ✓
Age gap ✓
Student × Professor ✓
Grumpy × Sunshine ✓
Slow burn✓
Jealousy ✓
Green flag ✓