Extra Story: My Name Is Student A
Side View: Student A
BEAUTIFUL, lustrous black hair. Eyes so blue they seemed to be a reflection of the sky itself. Oh, Lady Selena Violette. It doesn’t matter who looks upon your beautiful countenance, man or woman; you capture everyone’s eyes with your beauty simply by walking by.
I know you notice our gazes, but perhaps you’re used to it because you don’t react.
Personally, I think that’s absurdly cool.
How does someone get that cool?
“Selena.”
“Good morning, Your Highness.”
Special people are born special; only special people can gather around them. That’s why someone as average as me with no redeeming qualities, a mere member of the masses, can only look at you from afar like this.
I’m just the son of a baron. You and I are of different stations. We’re different beings entirely. We live in different worlds, interacting with different environments. We have nothing in common.