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The young girl changed her location while opening her violin case. She was in front of another building, the Monete family hotels, filled with people on their vacation. I groaned as I didn't want to hear another song from her, it reminded me of that horrible song that ruined my ears when I was inside the school. As expected, everyone frowned when they walked past her. Some even complained to the security, making her kicked out from this area as well.
"Why doesn't anyone like my music?" She leaned against the wall.
"I practiced so hard," she looked at her case in her hands.
It was because everything was out of tune. Even though this kind of performance would make her famous in the third district and below, it wasn't passable for the people in the first district. Our enhanced hearing could point out every single mistake from a millimetre away from the correct note to a slight slip in the following rhythm. Especially for everyone almost professionally educated in music from a young age to be able to reside in the district.
"Even my teachers told me to give up on music," she wondered if it was hopeless.
She walked to the next crowded location she could find to share her music with others who could potentially enjoy it. The girl always imagined performing in front of a large crowd on a concert stage with a huge round of applause that went with it. She admired the orchestra she attended with her parents at a young age. After getting rejected on every single audition, she wouldn't let her give up on her dreams.
If she didn't believe in herself, who would? I walked to follow her, finding myself in front of the Lumiere family media building. Was it all a coincidence that everyone related to the buildings she went to were suffering from that horrible song at school? People gossiped, wondering what she was doing in low voices. I already prepared myself by covering my ears.
Taking a deep breath before starting her performance, she brightly smiled to motivate herself. However, nothing had changed from the previous location. People passed by her, pretending she didn't exist while others reported her to the nearby security. She hardened her heart as she soon decided to pack up before getting kicked out again. But before she got up to leave, someone walked up to her.
"I loved your performance, would you please let me dance to it next time?" A fan finally appeared in front of her.
"Really?" She excitedly grabbed her hands.
The fan nodded her head. The girl knew that someday, someone would come to appreciate her music. The day was today as she walked with her first fan to discuss more about the details. Although I felt happy for the girl who wasn't good at the violin, I wondered why I was seeing all this. It was different from entering the cave that destroyed my body in the process.
"Rika!" Alex yelled at me to wake up.
The scene shattered as I began to open my eyes. Maybe I was more tired than I thought I was. When I looked around to see where I was, I found my face placed against the table in the study room. I wasn't used to being inside the study room lately ever since Luke didn't have the energy to continue them anymore.
"I told you I needed some sleep," I grumbled.
"Try suffering from the pokes as long as I have," I managed to pull myself up.
"That's not it. You're starting to burn up," Alex placed his hand against my forehead.
Alex pondered on what to do, not wanting to disappoint his cousin. He didn't know I have been suffering from these fevers every time I got each of my memories returned. I gasped as I realized the side effects from the memorila weren't gone. I didn't know it would show me someone else's memories instead of only my own.
"It's not that bad," I was used to them by now.
"I should have listened to you," he helped me get up from my seat.
After managing to drag me out of the study room, he found Luke walking down the stairs, refreshed from catching up on his sleep. Luke paused, instantly noticing something wrong with me. He sprinted to where Alex supported me in walking towards the second floor where all the bedrooms were.
"What happened?" Luke turned to Alex.
"Rika suddenly got a high fever after collapsing in the study room," Alex explained.
"The memories?" Luke thought of what happened a few weeks ago.
I nodded my head, "they're not mine. I'm watching someone else this time."
"Let's go to the infirmary," Luke sighed, also used to sending me there.
After he tucked me into the bed, he started to explain the situation to Alex, assuring him it wasn't his fault. In fact, Luke thanked him for watching over me while he slept. Alex, who began to pity his cousin again after Luke told him this happened after my kidnapping, decided to increase the security in his mansion as well. He was shocked that someone would observe the mansion gates for weeks to get information about the servant's uniform to break in.
"This is why even the servants can't leave the mansion anymore. The gates only open and close to people who have these tags," Luke explained.
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The young girl changed her location while opening her violin case. She was in front of another building, the Monete family hotels, filled with people on their vacation. I groaned as I didn't want to hear another song from her, it reminded me of that horrible song that ruined my ears when I was inside the school. As expected, everyone frowned when they walked past her. Some even complained to the security, making her kicked out from this area as well.
"Why doesn't anyone like my music?" She leaned against the wall.
"I practiced so hard," she looked at her case in her hands.
It was because everything was out of tune. Even though this kind of performance would make her famous in the third district and below, it wasn't passable for the people in the first district. Our enhanced hearing could point out every single mistake from a millimetre away from the correct note to a slight slip in the following rhythm. Especially for everyone almost professionally educated in music from a young age to be able to reside in the district.
"Even my teachers told me to give up on music," she wondered if it was hopeless.
She walked to the next crowded location she could find to share her music with others who could potentially enjoy it. The girl always imagined performing in front of a large crowd on a concert stage with a huge round of applause that went with it. She admired the orchestra she attended with her parents at a young age. After getting rejected on every single audition, she wouldn't let her give up on her dreams.
If she didn't believe in herself, who would? I walked to follow her, finding myself in front of the Lumiere family media building. Was it all a coincidence that everyone related to the buildings she went to were suffering from that horrible song at school? People gossiped, wondering what she was doing in low voices. I already prepared myself by covering my ears.
Taking a deep breath before starting her performance, she brightly smiled to motivate herself. However, nothing had changed from the previous location. People passed by her, pretending she didn't exist while others reported her to the nearby security. She hardened her heart as she soon decided to pack up before getting kicked out again. But before she got up to leave, someone walked up to her.
"I loved your performance, would you please let me dance to it next time?" A fan finally appeared in front of her.
"Really?" She excitedly grabbed her hands.
The fan nodded her head. The girl knew that someday, someone would come to appreciate her music. The day was today as she walked with her first fan to discuss more about the details. Although I felt happy for the girl who wasn't good at the violin, I wondered why I was seeing all this. It was different from entering the cave that destroyed my body in the process.
"Rika!" Alex yelled at me to wake up.
The scene shattered as I began to open my eyes. Maybe I was more tired than I thought I was. When I looked around to see where I was, I found my face placed against the table in the study room. I wasn't used to being inside the study room lately ever since Luke didn't have the energy to continue them anymore.
"I told you I needed some sleep," I grumbled.
"Try suffering from the pokes as long as I have," I managed to pull myself up.
"That's not it. You're starting to burn up," Alex placed his hand against my forehead.
Alex pondered on what to do, not wanting to disappoint his cousin. He didn't know I have been suffering from these fevers every time I got each of my memories returned. I gasped as I realized the side effects from the memorila weren't gone. I didn't know it would show me someone else's memories instead of only my own.
"It's not that bad," I was used to them by now.
"I should have listened to you," he helped me get up from my seat.
After managing to drag me out of the study room, he found Luke walking down the stairs, refreshed from catching up on his sleep. Luke paused, instantly noticing something wrong with me. He sprinted to where Alex supported me in walking towards the second floor where all the bedrooms were.
"What happened?" Luke turned to Alex.
"Rika suddenly got a high fever after collapsing in the study room," Alex explained.
"The memories?" Luke thought of what happened a few weeks ago.
I nodded my head, "they're not mine. I'm watching someone else this time."
"Let's go to the infirmary," Luke sighed, also used to sending me there.
After he tucked me into the bed, he started to explain the situation to Alex, assuring him it wasn't his fault. In fact, Luke thanked him for watching over me while he slept. Alex, who began to pity his cousin again after Luke told him this happened after my kidnapping, decided to increase the security in his mansion as well. He was shocked that someone would observe the mansion gates for weeks to get information about the servant's uniform to break in.
"This is why even the servants can't leave the mansion anymore. The gates only open and close to people who have these tags," Luke explained.
The young girl changed her location while opening her violin case. She was in front of another building, the Monete family hotels, filled with people on their vacation. I groaned as I didn't want to hear another song from her, it reminded me of that horrible song that ruined my ears when I was inside the school. As expected, everyone frowned when they walked past her. Some even complained to the security, making her kicked out from this area as well. "Why doesn't anyone like my music?" She leaned against the wall. "I practiced so hard," she looked at her case in her hands. It was because everything was out of tune. Even though this kind of performance would make her famous in the third district and below, it wasn't passable for the people in the first district. Our enhanced hearing could point out every single mistake from a millimetre away from the correct note to a slight slip in the following rhythm. Especially for everyone almost professionally educated in music from a young age to be able to reside in the district. "Even my teachers told me to give up on music," she wondered if it was hopeless. She walked to the next crowded location she could find to share her music with others who could potentially enjoy it. The girl always imagined performing in front of a large crowd on a concert stage with a huge round of applause that went with it. She admired the orchestra she attended with her parents at a young age. After getting rejected on every single audition, she wouldn't let her give up on her dreams. If she didn't believe in herself, who would? I walked to follow her, finding myself in front of the Lumiere family media building. Was it all a coincidence that everyone related to the buildings she went to were suffering from that horrible song at school? People gossiped, wondering what she was doing in low voices. I already prepared myself by covering my ears. Taking a deep breath before starting her performance, she brightly smiled to motivate herself. However, nothing had changed from the previous location. People passed by her, pretending she didn't exist while others reported her to the nearby security. She hardened her heart as she soon decided to pack up before getting kicked out again. But before she got up to leave, someone walked up to her. "I loved your performance, would you please let me dance to it next time?" A fan finally appeared in front of her. "Really?" She excitedly grabbed her hands. The fan nodded her head. The girl knew that someday, someone would come to appreciate her music. The day was today as she walked with her first fan to discuss more about the details. Although I felt happy for the girl who wasn't good at the violin, I wondered why I was seeing all this. It was different from entering the cave that destroyed my body in the process. "Rika!" Alex yelled at me to wake up. The scene shattered as I began to open my eyes. Maybe I was more tired than I thought I was. When I looked around to see where I was, I found my face placed against the table in the study room. I wasn't used to being inside the study room lately ever since Luke didn't have the energy to continue them anymore. "I told you I needed some sleep," I grumbled. "Try suffering from the pokes as long as I have," I managed to pull myself up. "That's not it. You're starting to burn up," Alex placed his hand against my forehead. Alex pondered on what to do, not wanting to disappoint his cousin. He didn't know I have been suffering from these fevers every time I got each of my memories returned. I gasped as I realized the side effects from the memorila weren't gone. I didn't know it would show me someone else's memories instead of only my own. "It's not that bad," I was used to them by now. "I should have listened to you," he helped me get up from my seat. After managing to drag me out of the study room, he found Luke walking down the stairs, refreshed from catching up on his sleep. Luke paused, instantly noticing something wrong with me. He sprinted to where Alex supported me in walking towards the second floor where all the bedrooms were. "What happened?" Luke turned to Alex. "Rika suddenly got a high fever after collapsing in the study room," Alex explained. "The memories?" Luke thought of what happened a few weeks ago. I nodded my head, "they're not mine. I'm watching someone else this time." "Let's go to the infirmary," Luke sighed, also used to sending me there. After he tucked me into the bed, he started to explain the situation to Alex, assuring him it wasn't his fault. In fact, Luke thanked him for watching over me while he slept. Alex, who began to pity his cousin again after Luke told him this happened after my kidnapping, decided to increase the security in his mansion as well. He was shocked that someone would observe the mansion gates for weeks to get information about the servant's uniform to break in. "This is why even the servants can't leave the mansion anymore. The gates only open and close to people who have these tags," Luke explained.
