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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.]

To Live Again, For the First Time!

Mason released yet another helpless sigh.

It was only the nth time in the last few hours.

Emilin could also only helplessly smile and pretend not to notice.

Mason brought Emilin to one of the locations in which he would get inspiration on his leaves.

At moments like these, many would think of pretty forests or mountains.

But Mason was by no means a normal person…

Emilin was baffled when they ended up in the busiest shopping district in Phashi, which was also one of the most well-known fashion districts in the entire continent.

The clients in line would surely be angered to death if they found out that Mason's so-called seclusion was in fact sitting at the private balcony of the best pastry shop right in the middle of the no. 1 shopping district.

He also seemed incredibly familiar with the shop owner as he walked in and up the floors like he owned the place.

Lines that are destined to meet Pt II: (She could no longer find it...)