Bitter Past40 years ago1759 ADNilandoria Middle SchoolYoung Mifa at the age of 8, silently walks towards the classroom that is filled with children at her age. Her best friend, Raiqe comes to her and giggles as she shows her a blue stoned necklace, "Mifa, look, I got a beautiful necklace from my father".Mifa smiles slightly before hugging her, "You look beautiful, Raiqe. I am proud of you".Raiqe chuckles, "Thanks, So what are your grades for promotion, anyway? I bet you passed Politics".Mifa looks down at her paper, "I got an F in politics".Raiqe sighs, "You didn't study?".Mifa shakes her head slowly, "It is boring. I just want to be a doctor in future, what will the politics do with me?".Every kid stands as the teacher enters. It is Merfo Piu, a middle school teacher with a moustache, "Hello, I am Merfo, just call me sir, I love that".Raiqe smiles, "Look, he seems friendly, maybe this quarter will be fantastic.After 3 hours of mathematics study, Merfo lectures the timetab

ReunionVaan shakes Klethi as he is too concerned, "Klethi, please breathe for me!", he moves her cheeks as her skin is pale until he covers his mouth to hers after lifting her chin and gives out breathing to her as he performs CPR on her gently.He then gets to pump her chest until she gasps out to catch her breath before she eyes him with her widened eyes, their lips are close to each other and their eyes meet very close.Her cheeks are covered with blushes as she eyes him, "Boss".Vaan watches her lovely eyes before nodding his head, "Glad to have you back, Klethi", he smiles before patting her shoulder.Klethi stammers before holding his hand, "Boss... I", she feels her a rushing heartbeat in herself as she wants to confess her love for him in this situation.He looks back at her, "Yes, Klethi?".She is about to confess him until Jean comes to Vaan in a hurry, "Boss, I have found the traitor in the family, she has been giving out information to Kadiz for a while, and we caught her

New Year, New Life70 years agoIn a Campervan beside a forest6 years old Merfo peeked in a window where he watched his uncle beating up a lady with a belt, his eyes froze and wondered about the reason for beating that lady. The screaming of pain escaping from the lady made his spine shiver in fear. He had been watching this incident ever since his uncle who raised him, had a divorce from an unknown lady. After he grew up as a teenager, he refused to follow his uncle's tyranny, rather he respected ladies which was a permanent impression on villagers on him. One day, a rich lady dated him whom he loved the most. Merfo worked hard to buy a suit to make a good impression and earn enough to buy her a flower, even worked more hard like turning blood into sweat for a way to buy a horse carriage so he could pick her up anytime since he knew she walked to college by 10 kilometres every day. After that day, he saw his girlfriend holding another man's hand and married secretly, that man