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To Live Again, For the First Time!

Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all. No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions. NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST! Emilin: [Who am I even?] DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?] LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.] OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!] BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.] HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.] BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

you_li_er · Urban
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204 Chs

Questioning Pt III: (Golden pocket watch)

  *Knock* *Knock*

Emilin stared at the door in silence, listening for any sounds that came from the inside.

Nothing.

She was about to knock again when she thought back to what that man with glasses, Neo, had said.

'So, I'm supposed to just wait here after knocking twice?'

'Let's see who here has more patience. You or me doc.'

Emilin was already assuming that this was some method used to annoy those who would come here and well she could always use this time to do her own thing.

She sat down cross-legged on one of the couches just in the lounge. When she had first arrived here, she hadn't taken any of her time to observe her surroundings.

The room had beige walls with a few modern paintings hung here and there so that the walls wouldn't feel bare. The short glass coffee table in front of her also had a pile of magazines, just like any other waiting room in front of a doctor's office would.