Kento Nanami Glasses Novels & Stories

“What is this-“ Like she could already read his mind, the second he turned the case around, there was a note attached to it. Slowly, he ripped it off and took the note, reading the little message scribbled on it. ‘Before you ask, I know you aren’t blind. They aren’t glasses for blind people. It’s to prevent you from getting blind. Haha. They’re blue light filtered glasses. You stare at screens way too much so when next you want to do that, put them on. They prevent your eyes but getting old and boring (we don’t want your eyes matching your personality, do we?)’ “What?” He laughed to himself, reading the note. “This is ridiculous.” He laughed again, slowly taking the glasses out of the case t

So, it was not a wise idea to waste time like this. “Hey, relax. No one saw anything. The glasses are tinted. Do you think I'll let anyone see what's only for me to see? I’ll pull their eyes out even before they dared to lay their eyes on you.” Though he had started in a playful voice, it turned into a possessive one during the last line. Nandini glared at him. “Manik, you really need to find a new hobby and stop messing around with my brain for your own entertainment. I was going to have a heart attack!”

' Darius mindlinks me. I nod my head, and reach for the clasp. I unfasten it, then hand it towards Kayden. Kayden grabs it, the takes a jewelers glass from his draw to better examine it. "Just as I thought." He remarks. "What is it? Is it bad?" I say nervously. "Actually quite the opposite. Here, take a look." He says. The glass that Kayden uses, seems to be a hightech one. He turns his computer monitor to us, as we all hover near it in anticipation. Suddenly, an image appears on the screen, I manage to identify it as the back of my necklace.

Then I remembered Bea (my PA) telling me that the milk I drank this morning was the last one. I really wanted strawberry milk. So, against all rules and risking the fury of my PA, my manager and my director, I rushed back to my room and pulled on a pair of denim shorts, a dark oversized hoodie and my special pair of silver glasses. I looked in the mirror and surveyed my appearance. My eyes, which were normally brown, were now black and my blond hair was now a dark brown. The glasses were magic, of course, and they work by altering how other people see me (which means my hair and eye colour don't actually change). I grinned. As long as I keep my head down, people shouldn't recognize me.