Franziska von Karma

Father always taught me to have precautions around people – to be careful. I was constantly reminded that feelings such as love and friendship were trite and unnecessary. He taught that feelings such as these would get in the way, and I believed him.

How foolishly foolish was I.

When I was a mere teenager, I often stayed up late finishing my studies. I was thorough with my work, making sure that there were no mistakes – making sure that it was perfect. It was during these times when I had a bad habit of looking outside my bedroom window. I would always see other children such as myself outside having fun and enjoying themselves.

At the time, I thought that they were absolutely ridiculous.

I believed they were a mockery of the German educational system. The commoner scum – they were simply placed in schools so that they wouldn't contaminate the streets during the day. I was above them because I was the only one in several of my classes who already had an official job (I had become a prosecutor at only thirteen).

And yet, as my time in high school grew shorter, I realized I was jealous of the people I called "commoner scum."

My mother had died when I was little, and my older sister had moved out by the time I was five. Father rarely ever talked to me about matters other than my studies. He spent more time with my adopted little brother, Miles Edgeworth, because he saw more potential in him than I. The two of them – I had to grow up living in their shadows. I had to grow up as a second-rate prosecutor next to Miles Edgeworth, and because of this I lost much of the support I had with Father.

He never attended my first trial. He only considered it.

The times I looked out my window – it was these times when I wondered why other children looked so happy. I often wondered about the expectations they set for themselves, and why they had the time to be so foolishly carefree while I was confined to my room like a caged dove.

Then I realized that they were simply enjoying life while they could before they were unwillingly thrust into adulthood.

I realized that, whether I had willed it or not, I had grown up too fast.

Nevertheless, I believe you will agree with me when I say it is hard to regret what I've done. I'm a successful and formidable prosecutor while the children I was jealous of most likely now work underpaid at a fast food restaurant.

But still, my success now cannot change my past.

I believe you wanted to know my wish?

I wish for a chance to relive high school. For a chance to slow down and relax. For times to stay up until three o'clock on the phone with a best friend talking about the mundane trivialities that make life so much more lively – clothes, secrets, boys. For cheesy drama, for boyfriends, for a chance to party until sunrise.

For a chance to experience what it would've been like to let go of who I was, of my expectations and of my relationships, and to just live life while I had the opportunity.

That's all.

A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who's reviewed so far! Franzy was definitely my favourite to write so far (most likely since she's my favourite character). Hope you guys enjoyed it! Reviews are always good too ;D