
Savilla lives with her aunt and uncle. He never met his parents. Given they have gone to other realms when savillas still can not remember their faces.
This year, he was in the 10th grade. And even more special tomorrow is his birthday. Savilla had never held a birthday before - not even her Uncle and Aunt could ever remember her birthday. After all, he always secretly made wishes every birthday along with his pet cat as a witness.
His uncle and aunt were not bad people, even according to their neighbors were very good and religious people. But for Savilla that's not true either. They were neither good nor evil, as they treated Savilla, neither good nor evil.
Often, they just ignore Savilla. no matter what the girl does. it's just that, if Savilla does something that is on the 'strange list' of her uncle and aunt, they will immediately scold her. Comparing her to their biological children, sometimes when she was angry her aunt said something about her mother Savilla. It was just that, if that happened he instantly stopped his anger and turned his face away from Savilla's face which was full of confused and curious expressions.
Savilla never knew about her father and mother.no photos of her parents were attached to their house, only a photo of her mother and uncle as a child, even though her mother's face had been scratched using something. in addition to being angry, Uncle and Aunt never talk about the mother, let alone her father.This even makes Savilla miss them both.
Savila started to focus on walking into her class. Because she was new and so big a school, Savilla sometimes misplaced her class. It was a shameful experience to repeat, but within 2 months he had already done it 3 times.
Savilla came to the front of an open door, before entering he checked the board above the door. It says 'Class X-Mipa 1'
Once convinced it was her class Savilla entered that classroom. There were still not many students who left, Savilla only saw 6 bags in the class, 7 if added himself. But the person in the class was only 3 girls who were huddling and whispering.
Savilla walked past them. And put the bag on his own stool. At the back and near the window, the favorite place of the High School students managed to savilla won on his first day of school.
"Hi Sav" one of the girls in the group greeted Savilla.
Savilla casually greeted back, "Hi Rav."
Ravena is the only friend of Smp Savilla in this class. But they weren't so familiar at Smp. I don't know, it's just that Savilla doesn't really like it. Maybe because of their different personalities. But there's something in Ravena that makes Savilla feel at home.
Savilla changed her sitting position several times, she felt bored and bored. Going out in the morning is a bad idea. He usually doesn't leave this early.
Unable to bear it, Savilla decides to go out in search of the wind. Maybe the back garden of the school is a good place to hang out for a while.
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Savilla took a deep breath as she reached the back garden, the soothing scent of morning dew immediately filling the air.
He sat on the bench and looked at the flowers. The flowers look beautiful but..,
Savilla turned her head away, she never liked flowers. For some reason, there was an uncomfortable feeling every time he saw a flower, let alone a beautiful kind. Sometimes his dislike arises for no reason, such as when he dislikes the Ravens even though they have never been involved in any conflict.
"But it's normal. Hating and being hated is natural." Mumbled Sevilla, trying to convince himself that what he felt was not strange. Savilla looked up at the sky that was shining brightly, but was also somewhat overcast, "Even god.., once hated and hated."
Savilla shook her head. No, what I was thinking. Such thoughts were too complicated for a high school girl like her, she should have thought of something more natural. Take a simpler example, for example, Korean boybands and girl bands.
Savilla was born into a religious family, at least the family where she grew up was very strict about religion. That religious nature declined on Savilla, of course. But sometimes, there are times when he cannot tolerate all these beliefs. There are times when you want to laugh at God.
"Hm" Savilla closed her eyes.
Once a week he would think of things like this. You could say Savilla is among the people of strong faith. But faith alone was not enough to make him get rid of these pessimistic thoughts. Or maybe all this time.., his faith wasn't that strong?
He shook his head once more.
At that moment, Savilla suddenly saw a cat in front of her. Interested he carried the cat into his lap. The cat has black fur and blue eyes. A pretty good mix, Savilla said.
He remembered his pet cat. Prince. The cat that Savilla himself did not know its origin, the cat had been around since he was a child, probably before he was born.
"Hey, hey. Are you lost?"
The cat, of course, did not answer but looked around in confusion.
"I've never seen you before. Are you a newcomer to this school?" Fortunately, the back garden is not a place that is favored by students. Because there are so many creepy rumors circulating about this spot. But if anyone saw Savilla, guess what they were thinking.
"You don't have to be afraid" Savilla stroked the cat's fur. To reduce the fear of the cat.
"Meow," this time the cat replied but in his own language.
Long Savilla stroked the cat, the cat also seemed to enjoy it.
But suddenly, as if in shock, the cat leapt towards Savilla's face. Savilla was shocked to not react. Before he realized what was happening, a pain and tenderness felt in his neck.
The cat immediately ran fast as if being chased by something.
While Savilla who was still a bit shocked was just silent petrified, but when he felt something flowing from his neck he immediately rubbed it. Redder.
"Ah, fuck."
It wasn't the blood on her neck that made Savilla say shit. Except for her silver necklace that suddenly fell to the ground. Savilla took.
'it looks like the chain broke, ' Savilla's inner, 'is the cat's claw this strong?'
The cat in her house never scratched her even when Savilla did bad things to the cat, and she also did not have frequent interactions with the stray cat.
Savilla looked at the necklace well, this necklace has been with him since childhood, he said this necklace is the gift of his parents.
The necklace had a strange pendulum. Savilla had no idea what the pendulum meant. Parental necklace usually has a simple pendulum like a heart or something, right?. But this necklace is a triangular base. But as long as it's not a pentagram, Savilla can wear it. If not, she will wear it anyway. This necklace was probably the last thing his parents gave Savilla.
'Good, now my necklace is even broken. covered in blood anyway.'
Savilla clenched her palms and clasped the necklace tightly. Then he put it in his pocket.
Maybe I can fix it, I'll try it at home.
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