"Hey Reon, when will you publish this book? I like it. It'll be another hit if you ask me," a dark haired girl who was reading a book in her phone said to the boy sitting next to her.
The boy, looked at her and raised his left eyebrow, seemingly questioning what book she was talking about.
"Reon, she's reading a part of the Keepers Series. When will you publish the books, Reon? We'll buy the whole set after the release," the nonchalant counterpart of the dark haired girl asked, asking about when their cousin will publish the set.
"Oh. That set. I'm not producing it yet. I'll have another person read it before I announce it to the public," Reon, the boy, answered.
The cheerful girl stopped momentarily after realization. She turned back to Reon in a slow manner.
"Sveta? That goddess of Novaculite Regional School? Hmm, I saw her photos. She's good to be a model. She's told to have a good character too. She's good to be a friend. It's a pity that we haven't met at the Green Conference, or else I would have befriended her," the cheerful one shook her head in disappointment.
"You're too kind to say the word 'good' for a comment. What happened to the group of friends you created yesterday? A change of heart?" Her twin spoke in a nonchalant tone, not even showing any expression even though her words are sharp.
"Velle, you should try to change that attitude of yours when we go to the new school. Although you don't feel much about saying those things, you can hurt others unknowingly. We're not back at the old school where everyone is used to you," Reon reprimanded his insensitive cousin.
Velle just shrugged her shoulders and got Valeir's phone to read a story.
"Don't worry about sis, Reon. I have a friend at her class who can help keep her in check," the cheerful one smiled as she tried to appease her protective cousin.
"Hais, Valeir, we are not always there to understand this psycho. She'll inevitably create an enemy for herself with just her tongue," Reon looked at the nonchalant cousin sitting by his side.
Alexithymia, Velle's personal trait that is characterized by the dysfunction of emotional awareness. Meaning, she usually treats herself like a robit without feelings and she can't appreciate emotions.
The twins, Velle and Valeir, are like two opposite poles. One lacks emotions while the other is full of it. And Reon worries for these cousins of his as much as he worries about his own love life.
"Back to you, Reon. Are you sure about winning the heart of your beloved? Mom said that there are two, no, three other boys clashing against you. And they also have unbelievable backgrounds. Can you fight with that writer 'title' of yours?" If Velle and Valeir's EQ are different, then they are totally similar in their sharp tongue. Valeir smirked as she looked at her cousin who raised his eyebrow once more.
"Is that a challenge, Valeir Lyra Delicere?" Reon asked his challenging cousin. Valeir once again smirked as she nudged Velle and disturbed her reading.
"What is it?" Velle asked without a change of expression.
"What is the percentage of Reon winning against three equally talented boys?" Valeir asked as she let Velle do the solving.
"25%. If Reon has any other advantages except this talent, then he has a higher chance of winning," Velle nonchalantly said as she went back to reading. Reon is now fuming in anger as the insult of his cousins hit a sore spot. He was about to retaliate but the driver butted in.
"Young master, young misses, we are now at the Briller Group Headquarters," the driver of the limousine said as he steered the car towards the underground parking lot.
The security is tight but they managed to enter with just their appearances. Only the executives can use this parking lot.
"Young misses Delicere and young master Rizan, we are happy to accommodate you but the CEO is still in a meeting with your parents. Please do wait in the Entertainment Building," the secretary of the Briller Group CEO said as she invited the three to a wide space where they saw another boy playing a ball by himself.
There are various sports equipments in the area, and there are even gaming consoles and computers in the second floor of the building, a library in the third floor, a music room in the fourth floor, and a mini concert hall in the fifth floor.
"Uggh, why do I always encounter my competitors? My life sucks," the boy playing with the ball said.
"Shut up, Hein. You're still better than me because you got to fight for her. Man, if I'm younger," a man obviously older than Hein peeped from the third floor and said regretfully. He's Hein's older brother, Harvey, studying to be a pilot in college.
"I don't really understand how adults talk. Competitor here, competition that. Do you guys have any other topic?" A small young boy shouted from the second floor, joining the conversation. He's Hein's younger brother, Hiro.
"It's the two-year period now, Hein. It's obvious that you'll see us everyday from now on. So don't be like that," Reon said as he entered the elevator with the twins to move up to the floor where the library is.
They saw Harvey reading a leaflet about another country's tourist attractions.
"The others will come later so don't be surprised by this, Hein. Control your temper," Harvey said, pertaining to Hein who was still dribbling the ball downstairs.
The twins and Reon just found themselves a seat and grabbed a few books to read while waiting for their parents' meeting to finish.
The next ones to arrive is Kenji the musician, and his older brother Kurt, a medicine student with the same age as Harvey. They directly went to the fourth floor where the musical instruments are located after Kenji teased Hein about something. Probably about Veta once more.
And the last to arrive is Javier. He looked lonely as he's the only heir of the family, without any cousins or siblings. He went straight to the second floor to accompany Hiro.
"Where's Rowan, brother Reon? I thought that he's coming with you," everyone looked at the door of the library as Hiro's small body peeked to ask Reon about his brother.
Although their older brothers are competitors for love, Hiro and Rowan became bestfriends, being of almost the same age and hobby.
"He's sick right now, Hiro. He can't come," Valeir answered to the boy. The boy looked dejected.
"Well, please tell him that I'll come visit and bring some fruits for him, sister Valeir. I'll be going back to my game now," he said and left the third floor.