POV. Fika
Even though I tried to be strong, his face still couldn't make me forget the memories of the past. Her face was still the same. I still remember how dad called his name. I still remember very well how my father praised him. You remind me of the long history back there. I never thought we'd meet again like this.
I asked for a retouch on my face. It was so emotional that I couldn't hold back the turmoil in my chest. You are exactly the little young master I know. he hasn't changed, I smiled to myself remembering his smile and laughter earlier. I feel a little happy to see your face like that.
"Did something happen?" I looked at the assistant and shook my head slowly in response to his question and curious face.
"Nothing. Everything is fine"
"Are you sure?" I nodded again.
