"If I were someone else, I'd still love you as much as I do now,"
โ
Blake sat in class, staring out the window, letting his mind wander as his professor explained mathematical formulas up front. He couldn't care less about the Pythagoras Theorem or how to divide anything by 100. He could do that already. He learned that in his previous life as Kazuha. So, as a student, he continued to gaze outside the window and into the trees.
Soon, the bell rang, and after packing up his books, he walled out of the lecture hall and immediately went to the courtyard. The courtyard was vast and was decorated beautifully by the gardeners of the academy. As it was spring, the flowers bloomed and covered the bushes with various shades of blue, white and purple.
"Blake!" someone called out. With books in his arms, he turned to see a familiar head of brown hair.
"Daniel!" Blake exclaimed back with a wide grin. Daniel rushed over and took a few books off of Blake's hands.
"How was your mathematics class earlier?" Daniel asked, holding half of Blake's books in one arm while holding Blake's hand with the other.
"Boring! Why do I have to relearn something I've learned before?" Blake sulked, puffing his cheeks out in protest.
A small giggle escaped the brown-haired boy as he stared at Blake with emerald irises.
"Well, as someone who gets top place every exam, you'd do fine even if you skipped a few classes."
"...I'm tempted to. However, I would get caught almost immediately as soon Evan finds me," he groaned.
"The 12th year that tutored you before you joined the academy?"
"Oh yes, him. I would've gotten away with burning down that scary willow tree behind the academy if he didn't interrupt!"
"That was a dangerous scheme. I'm glad you didn't go through with it," Daniel chuckled.
"I'm sure it would've turned out fine," Blake shrugged.
Both boys walked back to the dorm buildings, hand in hand as they talked about various things. Inviting Daniel in, Blake threw his shoes off by the door before burying himself into his bed, wrapping himself in his covers as he hummed in satisfaction.
"There is nothing better than being in the comforts of my bed," Blake stated, wiggling in his covers as Daniel giggled by the edge of the boy's bed.
Glancing over to Blake's desk by the window, he saw letters piled in the centre of it.
"Oh, it's letter day!"
"Letter day?!" Blake jumped out of his cocoon and rushed to his desk to retrieve his letters.
There were four letters addressed to him from four different people. The one on top was a familiar blue and creme envelope with a dark green stamp, the second one was a plain creme envelope with a blue stamp, the third was a light green envelope with a yellow stamp, and the last one was a white envelope with a red stamp.
Hurriedly, he opened the first one. The scent of a familiar perfume wafted through the air as soon as he opened the envelope, there he saw Flora's name on the backside of it.
๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐,
๐ฏ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐? ๐ฐ'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐. ๐ป๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐! ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐! ๐ซ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐!
๐ณ๐๐๐, ๐ญ๐๐๐๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ โ๏ธ๏ธ
With a chuckle, he opened the next envelope.
๐๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ค๐,
๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐ฑ๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง! ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง. ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐. ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ.
๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ค ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ ๐๐จ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ฌ.
๐๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐,
๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ฒ๐๐ก ๐๐จ๐๐๐ง๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐.
The third envelope was familiarโan envelope he often sees coming out of his father's office. On the back, he saw his father's name written in expensive black ink.
๐๐๐ถ๐ ๐ต๐๐ถ๐๐,
๐ผ ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐ธ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐๐น๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐.
๐๐, ๐ผ ๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ท๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐น๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐น ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ถ๐ธ๐ถ๐น๐๐๐. ๐ฏ'๐๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๐ถ๐ ๐น๐ถ๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ป๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐. ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐? ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ . ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐พ๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๐ถ๐.
๐ผ ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐พ๐ ๐น๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฝ๐๐'๐ ๐ท๐พ๐๐๐ฝ๐น๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐, ๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ ๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ท๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ ๐๐๐.
๐ฒ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐น๐,
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐พ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ธ๐๐๐.
Finally, a white envelope with a red stamp, signed by The Duchess, Cruella.
๐ท๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐,
๐ผ โ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐โ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ผ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐ฆ๐โ ๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐ข๐ '๐ ๐โ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐โ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐๐๐ . ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐.
๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ. ๐น๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐, ๐ค๐ ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐ โ๐๐ ๐ก ๐กโ๐๐.
๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐,
๐ถ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐.
A wide smile spread on Blake's face as he immediately grabbed his pen and a few pieces of paper to write back to his family. Blake enjoyed getting letters from them, it reminds him of how much he is cared for here compared to when he was in his previous life.