My parents have always been busy, for as long as I can remember. So, they usually leave me with the maids of the estate.
They wanted me to be the perfect mistress, so—like many rich parents—they brought tutors to the estate. So I can learn everything a rich lady should know how to do. I wanted to please my parents so I did my best in everything the tutors taught me.
Even then, they turned away, told me I had to be perfect, not to ruin their image. Everything had a monotone taste to it, everyday seemed the same. It seemed as if I was walking into an endless void with no escape.
But, it wasn't until I was about 7 years old that my monotone life changed.
—The Secrets of Strawberry Milk—
My parents had another meeting with all the other rich representatives. This time, they took me with them. I was very shocked at first, they had never taken me to a gathering before, so why should this time be any different? Though, at the time, I was too happy to think about it.
This is actually where I met him. The adults were talking in the main hall, while us children, we were gathered close to the back of the mansion.
Most of the children were, proud, per say. The only thing that they'd ever talk about was their parents' jobs. They didn't even indulge in any type of 'normal' children activities! And me? Why, I didn't even know what my parents did for a living. They never took the chance to tell me, not even the maids told me.
So, due to this, I wandered outside, away from the other children. Come to think of it, that was also the first time I had seen other kids my age (other than the head butler's family). Though, I don't blame my past self for wandering away from those children. It sends shivers down my spine what half of those children's attitudes ended up being.
Anyways, the backyard, well, that was more of a forest, a giant forest. And I, as naive as I was, walked right on. Only after an hour of walking, did I realize, that I was lost.
Panic started coursing through my veins. I broke out into a run, before realizing that, I was in fact, wearing a dress, and ended up tripping.
I heard a soft giggle of amusement. Furious, that someone was laughing at me, I looked up.
A boy, who looked about my age stood over me, giggling. Instantly, all my anger faded away, I was entranced by the sight set before me.
He looked otherworldly, his vibrant red hair caught the gentle breeze, his eyes shown a brilliant gold. Even his clothes were foreign and bizarre. He wore a satin, royal blue long-sleeved shirt, with a golden sash that fit snug around his waist. His pants puffed out like the ones I saw in the movies based in India. Leather sandals were all that covered his feet.
But, of all things, that wasn't what truly caught my attention. It was the fact that a—what seemed like a white tiger— was comfortably laying in the boys arms.
Before, I could further admire the sight, his honey sweet voice filled the air. "Are you okay?" He asked
I quickly came back to my senses. "Y-Yes. I'm fine." I said getting up and brushing my dress off.
"Um, sorry if I sound rude but, what are you?" I said to him dumbfounded. 'Someone like him, cannot possibly be human, right?'