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They said that he's a robot - cold and emotionless. Some women find it cool and some find it annoying.

In Hana's case...

"Isn't it your day off today? Why are you here?" Jacob was glaring at her but she ignored him and just looked for a seat where she can see him from afar. "Are you here to sketch me again?"

"Of course. Isn't it obvious? Are you becoming dumb now?" she retorted back while arranging her art materials on the table. Among all the cafe staff, she's the only one who's got the courage and guts to talk to their boss.

Jacob crossed his arms on his chest while watching her helplessly. "I don't care about you sketching, drawing or painting me. But don't you fall in love with me."

"Heh! Are you serious? Did you think this is some kind of novel plot where a CEO makes a contract with his girl? Seriously?" Hana rolled her eyes and started flipping through the pages of her sketchpad. "Don't worry, I can assure you that it won't happen."

"I'm holding you accountable with your words." Jacob said before he left her alone and continued to do his work.

"As if I'd tell you that I've fallen in love already." Hana smirked at the thought.

MEANWHILE...

"Your Majesty, aren't you sorry for your own daughter? What if the Queen, her highness, comes back and finds out that you've banished your daughter?" the small wind diety Airiaj, asked with concern while looking at the huge water mirror in front of them.

"Hmp! It would be better if she really comes back." The Cerulean King sneered without any care that his daughter was going through difficult times.

If her mother didn't ran off somewhere, Hana wouldn't have a hard time in the mortal world. She would've gotten married already!


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cover isn't mine
ORIGNAL PHOTO WAS TAKEN FROM:
"Holy Chef, Crazy Empress"
-a comic owned by LINKSURE

it's edited by a friend
https://discord.gg/XkurxZGR

SAY YOU'LL LOVE ME AGAIN

Monday came and her mood was really low and no matter how much Adam tried to cheer her up, she couldn't just lift her mood. That day, as if she was mourning, she wore a black ankle boots, a black mini skirt and a black sweatshirt. She also brought her small sling bag, leaving her backpack and sketches at home.

The guard was even hesitant to greet her when he saw how grumpy she was. She didn't let Adam send her to the café either. They didn't know what to do for her to smile.

She got into the bus instead of a taxi and she almost missed her stop from spacing out on the way. She kicked pebbles and stones on the road without watching where she was going, letting the people avoid her since she didn't have plans to avoid them on her own. If they didn't want to bump onto her, they needed to move out of her way.

MOODY HANA