Abysmal Reality

Celestin opened her eyes and got up from bed without any expression. She went straight into the mirror, just a few steps across her bed, and look at her young reflection. A pale-faced woman appeared before her, with gray hair like ashes from a fireplace and eyes like ice, clear yet cold. "I'm 18 again. How nice." She sarcastically smirked after. Celestin always regresses at the age of 18, just three years before her supposed death.  'I have no time for this. I must continue where I left off.' "Celestin... Is that you?" Celestin heard a voice calling out to her, but she stayed silent. She didn't want to waste her time talking to that girl, but if she called her one more time,

Celestin was walking in the hallway when she passed by the Elites. And by Elites, it means her so-called friends. They're only seven in that class because it is specifically for the chosen ones only. Other classes are named Class A, B, C, so on, and so forth. They also saw her and expected her to halt and apologize but, instead of stopping, she deliberately ignored them without even sparing a glance. Thankfully, Trent wasn't there, or else she'll be in a bad mood again. "Hey, Celestin!" She heard Luke's loud voice, so she slowly tilted her head to see him. Then she moves her eyebrows up and down to indicate that Luke should tell her why he wasted her time. And Luke got what she's trying to say, so he talked. "Reign's father, he was—" Celestin immediately turned around and fastened her pace. She knows what Luke was about to say, so she cut him off. 'Tsk, what is that old man's problem with me now? Oh, is it because of her lovely daughter? 

Athena couldn't sleep with what Celestin said last night. She couldn't believe that Celestin thought that they had abandoned her. But it is true that since Reign's arrival, all attention has been turned to her. Even Trent, who is often emotionless, was fascinated by her. She hadn’t thought Celestin had felt that way in the recent months. She was feeling hurt for her friend. And she couldn’t imagine how her shy friend Celestin became a woman with a heart as cold as ice. What pushed them to leave her? Or is she the only one who thinks they have neglected Celestin? Does anyone else care about her? "...ena!" "Athena!" Athena's meditation was interrupted by Luke's shout, which was directed near her ear. She looked at him slowly, and when their eyes met she saw the smirk formed on the man's lips. "Why it's a miracle that you're not throwing a fit today?" He jokingly says even though the truth is that he's wondering what's happening to Athena.

"I found you." Blair pushed Celestin away because she was too close to her. She can't understand herself because right now, it's as if something was stuck in his throat at these times and he wanted to cry, but he couldn't understand why. 'This girl!' "What do you mean, you found me? We just met!" Yes, they just met. But why does she feel like she had known the girl for so long? "Nothing." The girl's face went back to blankness as if she was only imagining the pleasure she saw in her eyes. "Y-You're weird, let go girls." But before she could turn around Celestin's hand restrained hers. "I'm sorry ... for bumping into you and ignoring you earlier.

Celestin came out of the bathroom with a towel hanging on her neck as she had just finished taking a shower. Her hair was a little messy and crystal clear drops of water gently dropped from its tips, like pearls falling on her smooth and porcelain skin. Her eyelashes were thick and curled and her pair of bright turquoise eyes sparkled under the water mist, making it look like two jewels no one could afford. Blair looked at the girl in front of her in silence and her face reddened slowly. "G-geez, I didn't know you would look goo— I mean, less disgusting in those clothes." She coughed a few times before looking away from Celestin who was wearing a fitted black t-shirt and a pair of pajamas. She is in Blair's room now, she also doesn't know why the girl brought her here even though she can just ask her