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Monica remembered that this should be the name of this girl. Nanami is a petite teen girl with average height and build, standing at 158cm. She is beautiful and has a D cup. She has a fair and light complexion, long, straight, brown hair that is usually tied up into a ponytail, and she has goldish-brown eyes. Looking at Nanami, Monica felt confused, wondering whether this heroine had a cataract or something. In truth, except for "Yasashi" (kind), he didn't see Sorata's charm points, or rather, there was nothing besides this "Yasashi".

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I outburst in frustration. Damien chuckled. "She'll be fine; she's just afraid. She's awake, Sage, maybe not mentally but physically. She needs assurance that she's safe before she can heal completely and wake." My brows furrowed in confusion. "She's an Afsrid wolf." I didn't say a word yet, but I digested what he had just said.

I was caught in the act but I definitely would not let him believe that. "Mhm, I can practically see your over-inflated ego but just so you'd know, I wasn't staring at you. You kinda look like someone I know so just confirming." I lied. He smirked harder and shook his head, "Oh yeah?" "Mhm." I nodded. His eyes drifted to my doodle and he took my note to have a proper look. "What do you call this?" He raised a perfectly shaped brow. "A baby angel." I grinned. I know I draw weird things. I think weird is my middle name.

I clicked the chat, and a message popped up on the screen. It simply said, “Happy Birthday.” No other words. As if he was going to discuss business with me. He sent it this morning, and I hadn’t replied. I took a deep breath as I shifted my gaze to his avatar. I clicked on it, and his profile picture quickly filled the screen. It was a cartoon picture of a beautiful little bird. This cute avatar didn’t match his serious demeanor, puzzling many. But I knew why he had chosen it. This image was drawn by our old friend, Annika Summers, the woman Nathan had loved with all his heart.

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I shivered, biting my bottom lip straining to focus. So, there is a Darius and a Forrest. What is the third’s name? Was Darius the one homeroom or Gym Class? Too many questions. I glanced over at his notebook. He was following along but was also doodling. I stretched my neck to try and see what he was drawing. I blinked as I saw it was me. But me anime-style dressed in a female version of Sasuke Uchiha’s costume in Shippuden. He’s outstanding! “My breasts aren’t nearly that big,” I whispered. I was going to regret saying it. But the costume Forrest was drawing me in had more cleavage than I’d be able to supply.

“What is this? Where am I?” There were no signs of another life aside from me. The leaves danced gleefully with the wind and the branches of trees swayed simultaneously. “You’re in your dream state.” I almost jumped in shock when someone spoke behind my back. My eyes darted at him from head to foot. His vibrant aura shined luminously like diamonds. The strands of his ash-gray colored hair resembled Kakashi’s. Kakashi was my favorite anime character. He looked like he just came out of Webtoon.

When a lone message pops up on my whatsapp screen i am too into cool fm's honey's night cafe to notice (That lady sounds like an angel and a greek siren, all wrapped up in one. Then i see it. A text from an unsaved number with an anime character with blue hair and round eyes as its profile picture. One word. One word that changes everything i have known. It says: Hey. I roll over and type: Hey you. Then i hit the send button. Aye warrior. Aye, i know the man. He has arms the width of an ox's neck and strength to rival that of a python breaking prey. He has the courage of lightning—a fearless will to walk all paths, and the ferocity of a leopard. He is like Amadioha, on a rainy night.