My name is Jonan. I was a good looking Asian guy, fair skin, black hair, black almond eyes and a tall physique with a quite common lifestyle, except that girls squeal with hearts in their eyes whenever they see me. Ahem... I'm not flattering myself tho...ahem ahem.. As I grew up impressing girls, being cool in front of them also became a habit. I put on a "Cold at first glance but warm inside, can't stand injustice, always help those in need and romantic" facade.
One day, i saw a girl almost got hit by a bus. I pulled her away from the truck and tried to spin romantically but alas! i fell into the road, luckily I pushed the girl away but it was too late to move myself and so, i got run over. i didn't feel any pain. My final thought was "Was I cool?"
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My eyes were heavy. I tried my best to open it and i succeeded in opening a little and i saw blindingly warm sunlight. Where am I? "buuwaabu" i flinched, "buuu??" huh? "bwaabubububbwwaaa??" what is this? "UWAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Did i become a baby??????
"Why did you make him cry?!" a loud and hoarse voice scolded someone. "Y-your excellency, I-i'm so sorry" stuttered a frail feminine voice. "Can't even take care of a small child" mumbled the man as he walked closer.
I was still crying but as he came closer, i stopped crying because his voice was scary, he looked down on me. He was very big, way too big!!! I'm scared. "hic.." what is this? did my brain become of that of a baby too? why am i so scared ? "uwaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh", I couldn't hold back my cries anymore. "eh, eh" stuttered the man, he fumbled where to touch me, and he patted my head, " don't cry, dont cry" he said in a soothing voice, "don't cry, there there".
Although he was very scary before, he became a little less scary as he spoke softly. I became quiet too but i was still sniffing " hic...hicc". Although I can't see the woman, i could feel her presence and that she was restless, not knowing what to do in the presence of the man.
Looking closely, the man was scary but quite handsome, he had tanned skin, deep blue eyes and short blonde hair. He had a manly physique and he was quite big. He looked like he were in his early thirties. He wore elegant and magnificent clothes with jewels which looks like it came from a historical Western drama. The man smiled at me. "Huhu, my son is quite the looker."
Eh? son? what? Did i really reincarnate or something? That's right, I did die quite a cool and honourable death, hehe ( *sigh* unluckily, this mc of ours fails to realize that he died because of a stupid reason 'acting cool') But, did i really die and reincarnate? I do accept my death since I died doing something I don't regret. But, seriously? What should I do? Should I live my new life to the fullest now? Coz, this said 'father' of mine looks quite rich and powerful and he does seem to dote on me. Hmmmmm....
" Hey, baby boy! can you hear daddy? abububu", the man spoke in baby language. "hihi" i giggled. Eh? my brain really did become dumber too. Hearing my giggle, his eyes lightened up and started sparkling. " Miranda! Miranda! Our son just laughed! Hahahaha! Our son laughed a me! I'm so happy!" he shouted in a loud voice. " You'll make him cry at this rate! Speak softly, will you, dear?!" scolded a woman as she approached near the door. That must be my mom. I could feel her walk gracefully inside. She came closer to my crib.
Wow! what a dazzling woman! She had beautiful emerald green eyes reminiscent of the deepest green lakes, sparkling silver hair flows down to the waist which almost make me think of a clear waterfall where silver and diamonds flow instead of water. Her beautiful pale skin made her lush pinkish red lips look like fesh cherry topped on a beautiful white frosting cake. She wore a beautiful emerald dress adorned with beautiful emerald jewellery. Even her hair was adorned with jewellery. How beautiful!!!!! I've never seen such a person with such a deadly beauty !!! I almost forgot that she's my mother and had some thoughts..ahem.. just kidding.
"Son", she said and smiled at me. Don't smile at me!! Its too gorgeous!!! Nooo!! This level of beauty!!!! Father, how did you find such an ethereal beauty?!! You're way too lucky!! She chuckled, as if she could hear my thoughts. "My son's so funny and cute ", she chuckled again. No way, did she really hear my thoughts? I gaped my mouth wide. "Dear, just look at him", she tugged dad's hem with an excited face "he's making so many expressions today!" They both looked at me adoringly. An "Awwwwww♡" escaped their lips.
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"Tomorrow, we will perform the naming ceremony for our child" said the father. ' what? I don't even have a name yet?' thought Jonan. "Yes" the mother sighed. She looked at her child. "My precious child. I love you so much" she took him from the crib and kissed him. The father joined by hugging the mother. 'Crazy' thought Jonan. But still they hugged each other warmly and Jonan quite liked the feeling, the feeling of family members showing affection to each other. In his past life he had never experienced the warmth of a family as he was raised by a single father who seldom talked to him. He provided all the necessities for a child to grow up but he never gave him any familial affection and warmth. " hic" sobbed Jonan. All this was very warm and lovely and foreign to him. He even felt like he could melt. Their hugs seem to last forever. 'But, why did she sigh when they talked about the naming ceremony?', asked Jonan to himself 'why did she sound so sad?'