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I sat down and covered my cheek with my hand almost as if it had already become a habit.

"Hmmm…"

Feeling wise, not much had progressed since the time I was punched. My cheek still felt bruised, but it was still a relief to feel that it had softened a little bit and didn't hurt so much anymore. Combine that with the fact that it was no longer purple when I looked in the mirror this morning, things seemed to be returning to normal again. If the pain hadn't made me flinch, I might've been fooled into thinking it was the cold hardening my cheek.

I exhaled, seeing my breath materialize in front of me.

Weekends were a bit weird for me nowadays. Back when I had no friends, I'd typically head home and spend the entire day playing games with Rose after I finished my usual morning workout. Nowadays, playing the same thing became boring and I didn't want to stay cooped up in the house forever. Dad agreed too, seeing as how he started egging me to go outside and hang out with others.

That brought us to now as I sat on one of the cold park benches contemplating on what to do for the day. I didn't want to go home yet since I had been cooped up there for the past week. I felt it was beyond time for me to get out and do something. I thought about calling Joe, but I didn't want to risk calling him if he was busy.

*Ding*

Hey Ronnie! You doing anything today?

Well, would you look at that.

"Nope. Absolutely nothing." was my immediate reply.

Cool! You wanna come over and hang out?

And with that I finally had plans. Hastily texting dad where I'd be for a while, I jogged my way up to Joe's house to burn off some of the cold that had been settling in my body while I rested.

Even though it was snowing, I felt my body quickly being heated up from the warm up suits given to us from the soccer team, allowing me to maintain a steady pace while not freezing my entire body. The benefits of being on a sports team.

The moment I knocked on his door, I was answered within seconds.

"Ronnie!" Joe exclaimed, fully covered in winter clothing. "Come in and warm yourself up. Let me get the chocolate ready."

"Oh no you don't-" I started, but I was quickly cut off.

"Too late! I already made it. If you don't drink it you're gonna make me feel bad!" he said, his voice slightly muffled by his scarf.

I sighed in defeat knowing he had me beat. Still, I figured I could still use some warming up.

"Here ya go!"

"Thanks." I said, accepting the hot beverage.

The brown liquid slightly seared my tongue as it entered my mouth, causing me to blow on the cup. Nevertheless, it still retained the original sweet chocolatey flavor of the ones his dad had made. I remembered asking him how he had made it, but all he would do was laugh with Joe and tell me it was a secret. Tasting it now reminded me of how much I had missed it.

"Is that all you're wearing? It's damn cold outside!" Joe said, pointing at my lack of layers.

Huh, I had forgotten how much he hated the cold weather. It was one of the many differences we had and one of the more petty things he and I used to fight over. Despite liking many of the same things, we also had our different preferences. Joe always preferred summer and somehow enjoyed being roasted in the sun. I, on the other hand, preferred winter and its freezing environment. That's not to say I didn't enjoy summer, especially since it gave me the longest break from school, but the heat somehow had its way at making you hate life. I'm sure there were many other differences between us as well, but for this moment, weather stood out the most.

"Anyway, let's finish these up and rush to the mall. Winter's approaching so while it may be crowded, the people there will mainly be shopping for clothes, which leaves the arcade open. We'll be able to use up all our money there. Let me call Wolly too and see if he's available."

"Sure thing."

As expected, even the subway was congested as we found ourselves be squeezed against the windows. Despite being crowded though, people seemed to be in festive moods as they conversed and laughed loudly. Hearing them talk served as a reminder that the holidays were near. Unfortunately, even the contagious festive mood did little to help us breathe better and it was only when the doors opened that we were allowed to breathe. As we somehow made our way into the shopping tower, we met with Eun-Wol, who waved to us near the arcade.

"How the heck did you get here so fast?!" Joe exclaimed as he tried to straighten out his ruffled clothes.

"My grandfather drove me. Much faster." he replied, giving a thumbs up.

"Well that's not fair. Next time we come here, you're taking the subway with us. It ain't right if we're the only ones who have to suffer."

"I can ask my grandfather to drive you guys if you want. I'm sure he won't mind."

"Nah, don't trouble yourself. Anyway, since we've all got money here, let's make it rain tickets!"

I had to admit, going to an arcade was a bit exciting. Back then we didn't have a lot of money, so arcade visits were rare. Even when we visited arcades, the amount of money I had to buy coins was low. Now that dad had a more stable and high-paying job, he was able to give me a lot more money, allowing me to try most if not all games in the arcade.

It was weird though, no longer did the machines take coins but rather I had to use the money to get a card with currency loaded onto it. That card was to be swiped on a reader on the machines to activate the game.

"Huh…" I mumbled, as the game activated right after I had swiped my card. I could get used to this.

"Alright! Ronnie, you take the guitar, Wolly, you take the drums and I'll handle the vocals." Joe said as he stepped to the toy microphone.

"Aren't you good at guitar?" Eun-Wol asked, raising an eyebrow at Joe.

"He absolutely sucks at a fake guitar though." I answered for him, causing him to scoff. "I don't know why either. It's like those guitar skills are a lie."

"Hey, shut up! Some guitar songs are harder in the game than they are in real life. Anyway, the game's starting!"

I wasn't really proficient in guitar so I couldn't really say anything. Nevertheless, Joe at least had a good singing voice and I was at least good at the guitar controller.

"Boycott love! Detox just to retox!" Joe sang, correctly staying within the vocal range while Eun-Wol and I hit every note with our instruments. Together on a hard difficulty, we were able to gain a 99% accuracy, giving us a high number of tickets.

"Boom! Did ya'll see that? I'm on top of my singing game! Didn't even need a warmup!" Joe exclaimed, raising the mic high in the air.

"Uh-huh. How come you're never like that when you practice at home?" I teased, bringing back the times when he'd always have to start over every time he messed up a note while strumming his guitar.

"Hey that was back then in elementary school! I've gotten better!"

Swiftly moving on, we made our way through several game machines and gathered all the tickets we could earn. If felt weird though, even though we had many more friends, for this to be only between us...it felt as if we were purposefully leaving them out.

"Is it okay if it's just us?" I asked Joe, as we headed to another one of the games.

"What, you mean you, me and Wolly?" Joe asked.

"Yeah...I mean, what about Alpha and Beta? Lapis and Lazuli? Aren't they the ones who kinda need this?"

At that Joe simply sighed and stroked his hair. "Ronnie...you didn't forget that you just had gotten punched did you?"

"No I didn't but-"

"We know it bothers you." Eun-Wol said, joining in. "That's why we took you here. Not just to cheer you up, but to celebrate as well."

"Celebrate?" I asked.

"Right." Joe nodded. "Remember? You're our starting right-back now! Don't you think this calls for a celebration?"

"Uhh...maybe?" I asked, unsure if this was something worth celebrating.

"Then let's celebrate! C'mon, for just a one day, stop worrying about other people and show us how spirited you are by punching this bag!"

Stop worrying about other people? Easier said than done. In fact, I didn't even think it was possible for me. Still, they had a point. Now wasn't the time to spoil the mood and worry.

In front of me stood a punching machine. The card had already been swiped and the two simply stood at the side, awaiting my move.

"Alright then." I said, cracking a small smile at the reassurance.

Standing at the ready, I bounced a few times before launching a punch at it. The meter's numbers immediately rose past 100 and continued rising until it reached 728.

"Hey, not bad. Now watch me." Joe said, gesturing me to stand aside. After the meter reset, he immediately punched the hanging bag, causing the reading to rise even faster than before.

"Whoohoo! 810!"

"Hmph. Amateurs. Watch me." Eun-Wol smirked, finally walking up to the machine.

"Uh-oh. Looks like we'll have to take a few steps back." Joe said, bringing me back with him.

Together Joe and I stood from a slightly longer distance from Eun-Wol, who was motioning with his legs at the small bag. Taking a few more steps back, he twisted his body before taking a few steps forward before jumping and spinning in midair. While airborne, he used the momentum to perform a powerful kick, causing the machine to shake a little before reaching its max value: 999.

"New record." he said, crossing his arms and exerting his superiority over us while tickets rapidly began flying out of the machine.

Grabbing all the tickets we could, we went to the dispenser and got our receipts so we could redeem our rewards.

As it was an arcade, most of the prizes were mainly toys and small little things that didn't really cost a lot of money. Since there was pretty much nothing I wanted, I figured I'd get something for Rose and eventually settled on getting a stuffed dragon. It was fortunate we had entered the arcade when we did, as many of the shoppers seemingly were finished their shopping and were letting their kids run loose in the arcade. By the time we were out, much of the arcade was taken over by kids.

"Alright, now let's go somewhere else before people start overcrowding this place. Where to next?" I asked as we squeezed through the incoming crowd.

Joe then pointed to the food court. "How about we get some more hot chocolate?"

"But we just had some on the way here!" I replied.

"Yeah, but it's super cold even in the mall and the first one didn't really help since we had to be out in the snow immediately after!"

He had a small point, but then again, I enjoyed the cold so I decided to opt out.

Eun-Wol then raised an eyebrow. "Hot chocolate?"

"Yeah! A hot drink that tastes like chocolate! What, you've never had it before?" I asked.

"Aneyo.The only hot thing I've drinked is tea." he shrugged.

Joe's eyebrows scrunched as he heard this. "What?! You've never-! Okay, first thing before we finish for the day is get you some hot chocolate!"

At his reaction, Eun-Wol rapidly shook his head while waving his hands. "It's okay, you don't need to-" he started, but Joe didn't give him a chance to reply before pulling him into one of the coffee shops.

"C'mon Ronnie! Don't let him escape!"

Deciding not to get in line, I watched as Eun-Wol silently called on me for help while Joe ordered chocolates for all of us. I simply shrugged and gave him a thumbs up, letting him know everything was going to be okay. Within minutes, they both left the shop and handed a cup to me.

I was about to reprimand Joe for getting me another one when I didn't ask for it but decided to shake off the thought, realizing it was already too late as he had already bought it for me. Saying thanks, I took a sip of the beverage, recognizing the difference in taste. I figured in calling out the lack of flavor, but kept silent to prevent Joe from becoming too full of himself. Eun-Wol had the opposite reaction as he continuously nodded his head as he took repeated sips.

"Good?" Joe asked.

"Very good! Very Chocolatey!" he replied between sips. Before long, he had gulped the entire thing down. I'm pretty sure the size was large as well.

"Well if you want more, come to my house. I can make a better one."

*Ding!*

Somehow hearing my phone through the sound of crowding people, I opened the unread message from a familiar number.

Hey! I'm in town and shopping for clothes! Are you available to meet at Kerning Tower today?

"Huh…" I mumbled. So she was here? Not knowing how long I had left, I hurried back a text.

Way ahead of you. I'm in Kerning Tower right now.

*Ding!*

Great! If you have time, you mind stopping by? I need to some help choosing what to wear.

I don't mind, but don't you have professionals to do it for you?

*Ding!*

They only choose what I wear on stage, not what I wear in public! Anyway, are you coming?

So lost in thought, I nearly jumped when I felt Joe's tap on my shoulder.

"You ready to go back?" he asked.

"Uhh...how about you guys go home first? I uh…" I stuttered, pondering whether or not to tell them the truth. "My dad told me to buy some stuff before I came home."

"Oh really? Well if you want we can help you." They said in unison.

I refused their offer, unsure of whether or not something like this was worth sharing. "Nah, don't trouble yourselves. You guys already did enough. I'll do this on my own."

They both looked at each other before shrugging and turning the other way.

"Alright. Stay safe man. See you at school!"

Waving to them as they left, I hurried back to my phone the moment they got a reasonable distance away.

On my way. Which store are you in?

*Ding!*

Great! You can find me right near El Nath Inc.

El Nath Inc., Mr. Emes's company? Made sense I guess, they were near the top when it came to winter and sportswear. And during seasons like winter, there was no doubt the store would be overflowing. Making my way to the second floor, I searched for a store with a snowflake logo, as that was their symbol. I was able to spot the store rather quickly, not just because of the icon but also because of the crowd moving rampantly from within the store. With so many people moving around and yanking clothes off the hangers, it was hard to tell if there were any clothes left in the store.

Upon arriving, I scanned the immediate area, looking for any signs of white hair or anything that indicated she was here, but after a few seconds I found nothing. I then sat down on one of the benches in front of the store, intending to text her asking where she was.

That is until I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"There you are."

Looking up and to my right, I suddenly realized why I couldn't recognize her. She was dressed in all black from head to toe. Black hoodie, black mask, black sunglasses, black leggings and even black shoes. Her hair was completely hidden under the black cap she wore under her hoodie and the only thing I could see that wasn't black was her skin, but even then you could barely see it due to how well she covered herself.

"I was looking all over for you!" she said, her voice muffled by her mask.

"Well that's easy for you to say." I replied, raising an eyebrow. "You can still see my face."

"Yeah, well try being famous and bombarded by a whole bunch of fans the moment you're out in public. You're going to hate it when it's them who stop you from going places and getting the things you want. Not saying I don't love my fans but sometimes they forget I'm human too you know?"

"Touche." I replied in understanding.

"Anyway, let's go in before they completely sell out." she said, pulling me into the store. "I wanna at least get a jacket before leaving this place."

Heading into the store, we somehow made our way through the chaos and into the jackets section. Despite it being crowded, winter coats, beanies and fur jackets were somehow still hanging in the store.

"These are the more expensive of what the store has to offer." Orchid remarked, rummaging through the jackets on the tables and hangers. "El Nath Inc. isn't exactly known for its low prices on its winter wear."

I had to agree on her with that. Eight thousand mesos on a single adult winter coat definitely wasn't cheap, but I'd be damned if I said it wasn't effective. Dad once bought me a kids sized jacket for around one third of the price and I wore it almost every day for the winter. Because it had shielded me so well against the cold, I had forgotten for a long time how cold winters could be. The only reason why I stopped wearing the coat was because I had outgrown it.

"What do you think about this?"

Turning my attention back to Orchid, I noticed she had already put on a bright purple winter coat decorated with gold buttons. She then twirled, showing me all sides of the coat. I looked and pondered for a while, trying to take in all the features and be as honest as I could

Before I could answer, she pointed a finger at me. "And before you answer, just tell me honestly."

Well, alright then.

"Well for starters, it looks a little too bright." I started, pointing at the color. "It sort of makes you stand out, and I wouldn't say it's a good color for keeping you warm. I don't think the bright purple goes with gold either. Something darker would be a better choice."

Upon realizing what I had just said, I paused. Questions all of a sudden shot through my mind. Was I being offensive? Should I have just stuck with the color? Why didn't I take in her preferences first? Ugh, I'm such an idiot!

"Yeah, I thought so too. I'm not a fan of bright colors either. Thanks for being honest with me. I just wanted to see if you were really being honest. How about this?" she asked without missing a beat, this time holding up a black coat in the same style.

"Much better. Black suits you. " I nodded, relieved she hadn't taken any offense.

"Great! I'll take this then. Let's move on. I want to get some pants and boots too."

Moving deeper into the congested store, I offered to carry her coat while she decided on what she wanted to wear. I didn't know much about fashion but I tried to stay as honest as I could, saying things like "too bright" or "not a good design", though I hardly knew if whatever I was saying was helpful at all. We moved to different stores like Root Abyss and Sweetwater to buy other things as well. Actually it was more like she bought them and I carried everything, but other than that, most of our time was spent talking to each other.

"You know I've been wondering…" I started, letting her place a pair of socks on the small pile I was carrying.

"Hm?" she answered, not really eyeing me.

"Why call me? I mean, don't you have other people to do this for you?"

"Well yeah, but right now they're on their break. I mean, people need some time off right? I do too, which is why I'm here shopping." she replied, almost as if she was trying to hold back her annoyance at being asked this so often.

"But me specifically? What about people at your school? What about the people who follow you around all the time? Like uh...Francis?" I asked.

"Francis is at home, which means he'll have to take time to get ready and take the subway here. Knowing him, he'll take a while to get ready and by the time he comes most of what I want will already be gone. That said, he wouldn't work."

"But why me though…?" I mumbled, finally realizing I had already decided on carrying everything she landed on me.

"What was that?" she asked, finally turning to me.

"Nothing." I said, straightening my back.

She furrowed her brows from under her sunglasses, but made no response as she made one last selection of leggings. "Anyway, my turn to ask questions. First, what happened to your cheek?" She then pointed to my injured cheek.

I shrugged my shoulders, not knowing what she was talking about. "What about it?"

I nearly flinched as her index finger nearly touched my cheek. "You know, the obvious? The fact that it's bruised?"

Instinctively my hand immediately rose to cover my cheek only to be weighed down by the clothes I was carrying. Was it really that obvious? I thought it had nearly been gone when I checked this morning! Still, even if she knew it wasn't like there was anything she could do about it.

"I'm pretty sure it's just dirty…" I said, dismissing the issue. She hummed in response but made no effort to push the issue.

"Mmhm. Fine. Next question, what were YOU doing here? Based on the fact that you only had a dragon when you came, I guess it's safe to assume you weren't buying clothes."

"Oh yeah. My friends decided to take me out and help me celebrate becoming the starting right-back for the soccer team. Not too big of a deal but they decided to do it anyway."

"Really? Well congratulations! Make sure to keep it up or else you'll lose your spot."

"Thanks."

Reaching the register, she handed the cashier her card. After the purchase we were finally able to stuff all the clothes into a bag and then we were off. Upon nearly reaching the exit, she abruptly pulled me to the side and positioned me in front of her.

"What the- mmph?!"

Without warning, she covered my mouth with her hand and put a finger to her mask, signalling me to be quiet.

"Stay in front of me." she whispered, slowly removing her hand from my mouth and creeping towards the exit.

Following her, I looked around hoping to see whatever was the cause of her change in demeanor.

"What's going on?" I whispered to her.

"Whatever you do, just look and straight ahead and listen to what I tell you."

I nodded as I looked forward, seeing the exit near. As we moved, she slowly turned her head to the side. I was about to do the same since I was curious, but before I had the chance, she grabbed my cheeks to prevent me from doing so.

"Don't look, but there's a creepy old man a few meters away. That's my manager. He wants me back in the studio to record new songs but right now I'm hiding from him."

"I thought you were on your break?" I whispered, trying to stay as quiet as I could.

Orchid's face soured at my question. "I am, but he doesn't care. The sooner I release songs the more money he makes. He doesn't care about my health or wellbeing. That's why I need to hide."

I nodded in understanding, realizing her life wasn't all sunshine and rainbows.

"Orchid! I finally found you!" an elderly voice behind us yelled. All of a sudden, more voices followed immediately after.

"Orchid?!"

"She's here?!"

"Orchid?! My queen is here?!"

If we weren't in such a hurry, I might've laughed at the last one.

"Quick! Run for it!" she yelled, hastily dashing towards the exit. I easily kept up with her as we ran, the only problem being that I had to somehow keep the clothes bag and stuffed dragon from falling out of my arms. Based on how fast we were running I figured we were a reasonable distance away and looked back to see how far the crowd was.

Oh boy was I wrong.

"Can I have an autograph?!"

"May I touch you?!"

"Is he your boyfriend?!"

Seeing them barely seven steps away despite not being their target set my body into overdrive. I could feel my heartbeat quicken as my legs did the same. Grabbing her hand I sped forward, slowing down a bit to make sure she could keep up with me.

Dashing through the automatic doors, we hurried and took a sharp turn, hiding behind one of the cars in the parking lot. As we laid low, we could hear the voices of the crowd settling on splitting up to look for her. I held my breath as we heard rustling that seemed dangerously near and begged Goddess to lead the searcher away as I was short on breath. It was only when it had gone quiet for a minute that we allowed ourselves to look up.

"The coast is clear…" I whispered in relief.

"Ow…" turning to my right, Orchid gripped her wrist in pain.

"Oh sorry!" whispered, gently grabbing her wrist. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, you just caught me by surprise. You're pretty fast you know, then again, maybe that's why you're a starter on the soccer team. Anyway, just give me a moment…" she said, as she slowly started removing her covers. Rapidly shaking her head, her hair waved around, smacking me with the scent of lavender. Her purple eyes glowed along with her light skin. Somehow even the black clothes she was wearing didn't look so dark anymore.

"Whoa.."

For some reason everything felt so…

...

"What?" she asked, snapping her fingers at me, suddenly bringing me out of whatever trance I was in. "Snap of it, Maple Boy. Your job isn't done yet."

I rolled my eyes at her comment but made no retaliation, eager to just let things flow and get the day over with.

"C'mon, let's get outta here. The subway isn't too far from here." she said.

I was about to comment on her lack of covers seeing as how the subway would be packed with people, but shut my mouth as soon as she put them back on.

The ride back home was uneventful to say the least as we couldn't find things to say to one another, but somehow it didn't feel awkward. In fact, it was a little calming.

"You mind me asking another question?" she finally asked, after we had gotten off and started walking through the snow.

"Sure thing." I replied.

"How do you and Joe know each other? He's never mentioned you to me before." She seemed genuinely curious about this as she rested her chin on her palms while eyeing me.

"We're childhood friends. We've known each other since elementary school and have been friends since. Regarding mentioning me, well maybe that's because you're not that close to him yet." I pondered for a moment to make sure I hadn't left any details out but then figured there wasn't any need to expand on anything.

She hummed in response, keeping me in the dark about what she was thinking. Realizing she had asked more questions than I did, I shot her a question.

"How do you and Joe know each other?"

"His dad and my dad are friends." she answered. "His dad sometimes visits my dad and Joe sometimes tags along."

"You guys don't seem to get along very well."

She hummed again, not really giving me a clear answer as to why, making me more curious. I thought about pressing for more on their relationship, but decided against it. Maybe it was something personal. Before I knew it, we had already arrived at her house.

She raised an eyebrow at me as I stood outside while she entered her house. "You're not going to come in?"

"Well I figured you'd take the bag from me and go in yourself." I shrugged. "Are you sure it's okay for me to come in?"

"Oh come on, neither me nor my parents are that strict. Just remember to take your shoes off before entering." she sighed.

Huh. Not too different from the way my family treats guests. Strange, I thought we were the only ones who took off our shoes before entering the house.

Doing as I was told, I stepped foot into the fancy two-story house and was immediately hit by a sudden change in environment.

The scent of flowers, marble floors, a twisted staircase, a chandelier, and don't even get me started on the furniture…

"Whoa…" I whispered, having never seen a home so fancy before. Somehow I felt so out of place. Like...an uninvited guest. It felt like if I had touched anything, it would break.

"Just pour all of it here." she said, pointing to the couch on the side.

"We're not going to fold it?" I asked, worried that the pile would cause a mess.

"Well it's not like I bought all that much. Besides, I can fold all of them before my parents come home."

I did as I was told and let the contents of the bag fall onto the soft couch. It wasn't too big, but it was big enough to form a pile.

"Well, all that's left now is to fold it. Anyway that's it for today. See you tomorrow?"

I raised an eyebrow at her and eyed the pile on the sofa. Yeah, there was no way I was just letting this be.

"Argh, just let me fold everything first and then I'll leave."

"Wait no, you don't have to-"

"I want to. Besides, it won't take me long to get this done and it'd make me uncomfortable if I just left it like this."

Setting aside my stuffed dragon, I hurried up and got to work. Using a technique that my dad taught me, I was able to get through one shirt in less than five seconds. I could hear Orchid whisper a "whoa" as I worked.

Yeah that's right, praise me. Just wait until she knows I can cook, vacuum, and do laundry.

Anyway, I folded whatever I could and left the jackets alone as they were better off being hanged. Gathering everything into different piles, I admired my handiwork and estimated that I had finished well within five minutes. I offered to carry it up to her room, but she vehemently refused, taking the piles with her and heading to her room herself. I was a little suspicious, but I wasn't going to pry.

"Thanks." she said, bowing slightly to me. "See you next time?"

"Sure…" I replied, unsure of how long "next time" was with how we attended different schools and our far apart our lives were.

"Wait!" Before I could exit the house, I felt her hand latch onto mine. "One more question before you go?"

I nodded, silently giving her my approval.

"When are you available next time? I…I think we should do this again."

"Let's see…" I tried to recall if anything important had been mentioned to occur the week after but couldn't find anything. Still, I didn't want to make her wait or cancel plans last minute so I decided to go with a safer route.

"I'm not really sure." I replied. "But I'll let you know when I'm available."

She nodded. "I'll hold you to that."

I nodded one more time and waved goodbye before turning the other way and heading home.

So much time had passed while I was out that I didn't notice it was already past lunch. I hadn't eaten anything yet. While I was greeted by the both of them the moment I came home, Rose was busy with the piano while Dad was busy with work. With nothing else to do, I set the stuffed dragon on top of Rose's desk as I went into my room having finally realized how exhausted I was.

Ding!

A message from Joe. Was he suspecting me of something? Was it because of earlier?

Hey man, Alpha says he wants to talk to all of us. You especially. You think you can make it tomorrow?

I stared at the text as the events of last week came flooding into my mind. What did Alpha want to talk to me about? Joe wasn't the type to leave me in the dark which meant he was left in the dark as well. With how ambiguous it was, it made me a little anxious.

Should I meet with them tomorrow?

Yes

No

Name: Orchid Schwarz

Gender: Female

Birthdate: April 22

Age: 14-15

Appearance: Slightly petite, but not too short or skinny. Fair skinned with purple/amethyst eyes and silver hair often tied into twin tails. Likes to wear coats and blazers over her shoulder without wearing the sleeves and often wears black leggings.

Interests: Music and fashion

Hobbies: Singing, writing/songwriting, dancing, modeling, music composition.

Dream Job: Unknown

Interesting info: Likes rabbits and things related to them. Has rich parents and is very rich herself. Although she may come off as haughty and arrogant, there are times when she can be mature and kind-hearted. People are often surprised to find out she has friends in school, but she tries not to get too close to them for unknown reasons.

She is also very intelligent as she averages high scores in all her subjects despite her busy schedule, making many fellow students bitter.

As a pop star, she is very popular despite being very young. Many critics praise her for her songwriting skills and her first EP reached to number nime int he charts.

When she was recruited into Black Wings Entertainment, she was initially going to be in a pop duo, however, because of a certain incident, she is now a solo artist. Nobody knows the true story behind this besides her, her family and the agency.

She is NOT an only child, despite what many may believe.

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