Sorry, I’m not Cinderella

Done half of them. He continued to look at the text file, and just turned the first page, Suddenly a headache came. He fell into a state of dizziness, his mind dizzy. He quickly put his hand on his temple and closed his eyes to relax a little. Didn’t have time to look at the portrait of the file.

After a while, the headache still didn’t go away, and Roly got up and got out of the chair.

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Just like that, Roly opened the door to the bathroom at the end of the hallway.

At that moment, Arlo turned around, having left his things behind, the blond walking past Roly’s desk before taking his seat.

Not understanding what this was all about, Arlo carelessly bumped into the edge of Roly’s desk, causing pain in one of his hips, and the stack of files that had already been looked at by Roly, lying on the edge of the table, thanks to Arlo’s impact, they then fell to the floor. Just as the wind blew in, causing the curtain to sway, some of the papers on the desk flew to the floor.

The window hasn’t been closed yet.

It’s very strange to say this, and it’s also true that Clara’s folder was at the top of the many files Roly hadn’t seen yet, thanks to the wind blowing it down, among the ones that Arlo had picked up.

Once again luck was not on his side. Once again he let her escape.

Arlo quickly rearranged the papers he had picked up, put them in a short compartment, took his things, and quickly returned to class.

So her file was safely among the files Roly had looked through.

The room was eerily quiet, the wind stopped blowing as if it had never existed.

When he felt better, Roly went back to look at the rest of the numbers, not knowing what happened when he went out, just as he had expected when he sat back at his desk, he did not see the suspicious girl. chief.

Perhaps he was mistaken, that girl was not a freshman. Or not a student of the school.

Who is she after all?

Empty, his mind was nothing but gloomy right now.

Roly leaned back, sighing in indescribable boredom.

Deadlock, dead end!

A horrible feeling of discomfort, for the first time since that day he fell into such a state of mind.

He sat there absent-mindedly, letting papers fly around the room, and in a fit of rage, he threw them away.

Another person with a headache is like him.

Cinderella! Who is she?

…

In the middle of the gray space, Clara struggled to determine the direction. She had been here for a long time, bewildered in despair, unable to find a way out of the black velvet curtain.

All was black, devoid of any sign of life. She stood still in panic when she was alone, her eyes darting around, the black covering the two glittering spheres.

Suddenly, in the distance, a ray of hope flashed. She reached out her hand to block the bright light.

‘Is the way out!’ She exclaimed with joy as she saw the light gradually spreading, it was showing her the way. Without hesitation, Clara smiled happily and ran over there.

Feeling like someone was chasing her, she turned around, hundreds of arms reaching out to grab her. Panicked, she ran towards the light with all her might.

Her willpower overcame fear. Arms trapped inside the velvet curtain she had just taken off, leaving everything behind, she swam out into the light. After a few moments, only a small black dot remained and then disappeared when she turned her head to look back.

She stopped running, bent her knees, and gasped in an attempt to regain her vitality.

Suddenly she looked up, eyes wide, surprised at the beautiful scene before her eyes.

Where is this?

Heaven!

Clara could not believe her eyes, there is such a beautiful place in this world. High above the clear sky, the sun gently hid behind the clouds, playing hide and seek, surrounded by clouds with countless shapes drifting indifferently, occasionally teasing the wind at random, the huge rainbow, across the horizon, radiating color on everything.

It’s sparkling! It’s magical!

A moment of serenity, the atmosphere is refreshing.

In the cool breeze, the air wafted with a strange scent. She spread her arms wide and inhaled the intoxicating scent. Then slowly opened her eyes, so surprised!

In front of her eyes, the lavender field spread out vastly, still as if sleeping, only seeing a flat surface with ripples. Occasionally a few small birds fly by. The gentle breeze brought, and the whole field rustled, gently. The wind caressed her body, she seemed to be flying in a free world, and purple ripples chased each other to the horizon. The fields seem to be moving. Birds flew out from the trees and hovered in the air, chirping like their mother’s lullaby, they were welcoming her.

Clara lazily lifted her legs and walked forward. Admiring praise, what I see. Here is a field of flowers growing among the green grass. Drops of white dew remained on the leaves like glittering crystals.

In the midst of a very peaceful scene, Clara idly sang a cheerful tune.

This is really the life she wants.

Leaves are leaves …. la is the lyrics of the song that fly with the gentle wind, touching those beautiful petals, they also sway to the rhythm.

Lavender! The flower she likes, the scent is gentle but delicate. Not passionate but makes people nostalgic.

Clara was so absorbed in her promenade, that she had never been happier. It seems that the painful life of the past kept blowing away with the wind.

After a while, the Sun rose high, shining brightly on the colorful field like a beautiful painting, no color the artist can paint.

The weather is getting sunnier and sunnier every day, but it’s not hot or uncomfortable, because each breeze blows cool. Stepping higher, she looked down into the distance, at the foot of the hill a towering citadel stood proudly.

Feeling relaxed, she decided to sit down under the cherry tree, and rest a bit, before heading towards the castle, gazing at the horizon. There was a feeling of comfort in my heart.

This place is so happy, she wishes to be here forever.