‘It’s a bright sunny day, everything will be fine’

               A man with a striking red hair that seems to be flaming under the bright morning sun, with a complexion that resembles that of an exquisite and rare white pearl, a pair of lips that spells ‘kiss me’ for it can stand against the ripest of cherries and a smile that can enchant the rest of the world and even Narcissus would give an entire minute just to be dazzled, sat idly inside a luxurious car together with 4 other people that is not less than beautiful and also possess their own distinct and delicate features to spend yet another day learning new things about life in a university specially made for those people that artists would be willing to cut off their hands just to paint those faces, kings would be keen to  kneel down just to receive a second glance and angels would trade their wings for a day on earth if it means they could hold them just for a second. In other words, a place where no ordinary person is allowed, where even heirs of the biggest companies would be sent away because their wealth will not be able to buy that one thing those people inside that university possess, Perfection. 

            Everybody thinks that life would be easy if you are blessed with this kind of beauty that can get everything and anything that you want without having to ask twice, that life will go according to your plan when people are more than willing to bow down just to serve you, but not for these 5 people, where beauty is not a gift but rather a curse that would hunt them down for the rest of eternity.

            Each one of them has their own thoughts that run inside their minds as they entered the gate of ‘Heaven University’, a name that completely oppose what the place really is like, so those people inside the car were overwhelmed with a single feeling: dread, but with the exception of the red-haired angel for he’s only thinking of one single thing,

            ‘It’s a bright sunny day, everything will be fine’ or so he thought…

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            A man is lying underneath an oak tree with his arms crossed behind his head and his legs slightly bent which overlap each other, one can say that he’s having the time of his life. If you take a closer look of this young man, it would be impossible not to notice his strong features, hazel-brown eyes that can intimidate yet captivate anyone that sees through it, a caramel hair that flaunts its soft waves as it dances with the morning breeze, a nose that seems to be perfectly sculpted for his face embraces it flawlessly, a pair of soft thin lips that makes everyone wonder if it’s as tender as silk just like how it looks like, a fair complexion that matches his slightly muscular body enveloped in a simple white shirt and dark jeans. You can say that he’s a living Adonis, but he’s lacking something that makes a perfect face rather incomplete, a smile. A smile filled with happiness, feelings…love.

            “I swear that in this lifetime, I will never love again. I will and only will love myself and not dare to give my all to anyone because that’s what all people do, love only themselves” he bitterly promised to himself. He’s hurting too much that he’s willing to be alone forever just to heal the wounds etched in his heart, or so he thought…

            A stern voice of a man released him from his trance, “Young master, your father is looking for you, and he wants to see you right away in the library he wants to tell you something important.”

            “Okay” he replied unenthusiastically. I can never say no to him, I’m just his son, a living puppet…

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Author's note: I'm not the one who wrote this fic. The author wanted to keep his/her gender as a secret and the responses that this story would be receiving shall determine whether the real author would continue to post the rest of the story and make an own account. Enjoy reading!