The next day came by like any ordinary day in my very odd life in Avian Hills.
It actually had started with a very pleasant morning for me, from the moment I had woken up from my bed, feeling refreshed; up to the second I walked out of my room, whistling a happy tune. I seemed to have completely mastered the habit of shifting my mood lately. The trial of my ongoing struggle to ask Nari on a date had me gradually changing my character depending on the situation that I can even no longer distinct myself from the past. I seemed to have undergone a mental crisis but it still didn’t really bothered me at all.
Carefully following the previous plan I had devised the night before, I had meticulously chose my attire and wore the most polished tailored-fit black suit I had in my luggage and casual
