I don’t see her again until the final bell rings. Even through the rush of boring people, I spot her beauty.

I can smell the lavender even stronger than this morning.

It’s getting stronger?

My nose is on fire what the fu-

Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road.

“Hey…you don’t know me but I’m new here,”

What.

The.

Actual.

Fu–

“You don’t have to say anything,” she smiles and giggles a bit, her eyes turn into cute crescents when she smiles.

Her voice is husky and a bit low. My lovely is an alto. I smile internally at the thought of hearing this angel sing.