Natsuki Face 소설 & 이야기

She’s smiling, but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes. We move into warrior two. I try to focus on the instructor’s voice, on my breathing, on not toppling over. But something’s off. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a flicker of something in Nati’s face. A twitch of her jaw, the hard line of her mouth. She’s staring ahead, too focused, too composed. The bright, bubbly glow she wore when we walked in is gone, like someone dimmed the switch. Maybe I triggered her somehow. I should apologize.

She completely closed herself off to any suggestions coming from her colleague. Hearing those hurtful words, Sena seemed to lower her face. “What? Trash?” The Higashinese girl seemed to be clenching her fists. “Sena...” As Rikka Gallipolia's right hand, Natsuki Sena is someone who greatly admires the leader's thoughts and vision. Her bold ideas that are different from other members of the Witches Brigade make her special in the eyes of the Higashinese girl. She also believes that what the leader aspires to will be achieved, reconciling Vitania without bloodshed. But unfortunately, no one cares.

I'd show him exactly how tame I am. You just wait and watch. "Whoa...that was intense." Natasha took a deep, dramatic breath. "This was the first time I saw an expression on his face." She said with a surprised look on her face before her eyes narrowed. "Is he sure he isn't the one getting tamed?" She asked, and my eyes slightly widened. Me taming Sergei Morozov? "Are you stupid?" I asked, and she apologetically rubbed the back of her neck.

Bruce “Look at this face…” I pointed to myself. “Is there really something better in this world? Be honest with yourself.” Natasha stared at me and studied my face calmly. I was sure she would give a favorable response. “It doesn't look that special to me,” she muttered. “Moreover, we are here for a movie. We should focus on that. Our chatter might be disturbing others.” “But there is nobody on our row,” I argued. Natasha checked for herself now.

"I was talking normally. Don't overthink it." I said nothing. Just turned and walked away. A second later, the study door clicked shut. She'd never closed it before. I waited twenty minutes. When she walked into the bedroom and saw I was still awake— "Natalie, I need to tell you something. "I have an ability. I've had it since I was a kid. Whenever I touch someone, I see the face of the person they love most." She stopped halfway through taking off her jacket. "The first time I touched you, when we were seven, I saw myself.

I smiled softly as my gaze landed at the door of the room. "Good day, Master," he said, and I scoffed inwardly. I just have to be patient. I won't be called master anymore but Alpha of the Red Moon pack. "Is Natalie in her room?" I asked, and he nodded his head affirmatively. "Yes, master," he bowed, stepped aside and I walked in. I shook my head with a sigh as my gaze landed on Natalie who was looking weak and pale staring blankly at the mirror. She looks so sad and heartbroken.

I chuckled and leaned in closer to his face, bending my knees. "Watashihadare?” [Who am I?] I burst out laughing at the thought that my own people have no idea who I am. Oh, right! My tattoo. I removed the silicone cosmetics that had covered my face tattoo. His eyes widened even more when I removed the cover, and because of the dark surroundings, it slowly glows. "R-Ranshio Violet! Mōshiwakearimasen! Watashi o yurushitekudasai watashi no oroka-sa no tame ni!"

Lucas said with disagreement. "You are right. She is beautiful like your mother." Natasha said as she touched Nishi's cheek with her finger. Her body feels the connection. Nishi's eyes also widened in surprise. "Aunty, I'm also beautiful like mom." Kiya said as she patted Natasha. Natasha turns her face to look at Kiya. Kiya also looks more like a Queen. "Of course, dear. Can I take some photos of you all?" Natasha said with a bright smile.

Maybe I should just go back home and come back when classes start. “Hi Scarface.” Bernice says with a sly smile on her face. Behind her is another girl whose name I can't recall. “What do you want this time?” I ask her, cutting to the chase. Her smile changes into a sneer and I can see the contempt that she has for me, it's so tangible. I wonder what it is that I did to her.

he asked as he noticed her eyebrows pulling down and her lips occasionally twitching downwards. Natalie gave him a confused look, but then she told herself that he would not know what a sad face looked like on most people before she sighed to herself. It would be rude not to teach him things, and it would also be selfish not to help him to learn them. She was his mate, after all, even though he did not know that yet. "Yes, this is what a sad face looks like, but it usually depends on the person,” she said, shrugging before she glanced over at him. He gave a nod of confirmation and tilted his head.