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"Do you believe in fireflies?"Everyone's eyes are on me. I know why they are. "Look at her, Hanna was supposed to be in her place," I can hear everything they say about me. Including Hanna's sobbing. I wanted to tell her I am sorry but after recalling what she did to me in the past, I decided to let her be. "Did you pack everything you need?" I looked up and saw the woman standing in front of me, smiling. I nod my head lightly and her smile becomes bigger. "Let's go, I paid the money," I nod again and followed her to her car. I don't know much about cars but I am sure it is an expensive car just by looking at it. If my sister was here, she will be jumping like crazy. Remembering her made my heart breaks a little, after all, she is still my sister. A driver went out of the car and opens the door. The woman went in, I followed. The driver then closes the door. "Soo Ra, I am sorry I haven't introduce myself," I shake my head a little, gesturing her I don't mind. "You can call me Ms.Jung, I am your personal assistant after this," my eyes widen in surprise. I was expecting to her to ask me to call her mother, but my personal assistant? "Ms.Jung?" she smiles. She knows I am terrified, and she is trying to make me feel more comfortable. "So, who is my new family?" she chuckles softly. "I didn't know you are such an impatient girl," I lowered my head in embarrestment. "You will see later, she isn't your mother, but your grandmother," Grandmother? I didn't expect that either. "Rest for awhile, you will need a lot of energy later," I nod and lays my head on the headrest. I look at the knitted bracelet on my hand. It was a present from my mom, the woman that gave birth to me. Mine is blue and my sister's one is purple. I wanted the purple one but my mom would always say I should let my sister. Typical mom. I smile and Ms.Jung looks at me with a weird look on her face. "Thinking something funny?" I shake my head. "Thinking about my mom," she nods knowingly. I know she doesn't know anything about my mom but I am glad she didn't ask any furthur about her. "We are reaching, you can leave your bags in the car, there will be staffs to help you with them," I nod my head, imagining the picture of staffs helping me make me smile again. "We are here," I didn't remember how long I stared at the mansion, but I know I took a long time before going in the huge building. I was welcomed by maids and servants. It's more merrier than I thought it would be. I bowed back to them since I wasn't sure what I should do. Nobody bowed to me before. "Oh my gosh, is that the one? Are you the one?" a young lady runs toward me. "Young mistress, you are scaring her," before I could react, the lady hugged me. "I thought it would be someone bitchy or..." she closed her mouth with her hands and looks at Ms.Jung with puppy eyes. "You wouldn't tell grandma, right?" Ms.Jung just shakes her head and smiles. The young lady cleared her throat and smiles. "Annyeonghaseyo, I am LuYoon," I smile and introduce myself to her. "Annyeonghaseyo, I am Han Soo Ra,"She nods her head and grins. "How old are you?" her eyes are wide and huge when she asked me the question. "18," she clasped her hands together and grins bigger. "PERFECT!" Ms. Jung shakes her head. "Soo Ra should meet madam," LuYoon shoved to a side, leaving enough space for me to get over. Ms.Jung leads me to a room and knocks on the door. "Come in," a deep voice said. Ms.Jung opens the door and walks inside. She asked me to wait for awhile before going in. "I brought her back," there was a moment of silence before the deep voice replied. "Bring her in," Ms.Jung nods at me and I walk inside. "Come closer," I obeyed and walk towards the old woman. Or should I call her grandma?She nods her head lightly. "Nice appearence. Body shape isn't that bad, but her clothings must be changed," Ms.Jung nods her head. "What's your name?" I wanted to shout out 'HAN SOO RA!' since I had been asked for three times this day. "Han Soo Ra," the woman nods her head. "Soo Ra, not a bad name," I nod my head, not knowing what to do for the second time. "Get her in more decent clothes, I don't want to see this kind of clothings anymore on her from now on," Ms.Jung nods and bowed to her before pulling me out of the room. I looked down at myself, it isn't bad at all. Unless T-shirt and jeans are called 'not decent'. Ms.Jung takes me to another room. She walks over to a staff and talks to her about something. The staff nods and smiles to me. I smile back. "Yumi will help you with the clothes, I will be waiting you outside," I nod my head. "Please follow me," Yumi walked into a walk-in closet. It was filled with dresses, heels, boots and shirts that I call 'not decent'. Yumi walks through the closet and picked a few dresses out. She passed the dress to me and asked me to try them out in the fitting room that is bigger than my room in the orphanage. The first one is a pink dress with lace on it. Nah, too much lace. The second one is a blue simple dress. It is pretty but too tight for me. I rather be shirtless than to be in a dress that would make me die due to unable to breath. The third one is a knee-long black dress. Nope, I am not going for a funeral. The last one is a beige colour dress with black buttons on it. It is accompanied by a small white belt. Perfect.I walked out the fitting room and Yumi smiles after looking at me. "You have a great sense in fashion," I smile. I don't have any sense in fashion, it is just that all the dresses in the closet are pretty. "Now for your feet," I look down again. Don't tell me converse is counted as 'not decent' too. I sighed. Yumi walks to another part of the closet. She chose some heels and flats that were matching with the dress' colour. No heels for sure. When she is done choosing, she placed it on the floor and I tried all the flats. No caring any of the heels. They are not my thing. In the end, I wore a pair of white flats. "You are done, the clothings are yours," I nod and looks at them, wondering when will I wear them again. Maybe I won't. I walk out and saw Ms.Jung leaning on the wall beside the door. "You look pretty," I look down at my feet. They are pretty, but they aren't comfortable. "Don't worry, you will be more comfortable with them as time goes," "I don't think I will," Ms.Jung chuckles in amazement. "I didn't pick the wrong girl," I look up and look at her questioningly. "Let's go, madam is waiting," I followed and we are at the room again. The old woman nods her head. "Better," Ms.Jung smiles. The old woman stands up and walks toward me. "We need to do something with her hair too," I understood now. T-shirts, jeans, converse and pony tails are not allowed in this house. Ms.Jung nods her head and leads me to another room. I wonder how many rooms are there in this mansion. "Here is the hair dresser room, Leo will help you with that," a gay guy, or I should say Leo waves his hand and gestures me to sit on the chair. I obeyed and he started to comb my hair. "My gosh, your hair need treatment!" not to be offensive, but he sounds gay too. "No worries, if Leo is here, nothing will be a problem," I am controlling my laughter so hard right now. "You can laugh if you can, I know that," Leo looks at me innocently. I shake my head and bit my lower lips to prevent myself from laughing. "Get a good sleep, I assure you will be the prettiest girl in the world when you wake up," I smile and close my eyes. "Are you kidding me?" Ms.Jung shrugs her shoulder and Leo is cleaning the room. I look at the mirror to check once more. Yeap, no more pony tail and here comes straight and brown hair.