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Lorelei spends her free time in the library writing. The only companion she had was Loki, who was absorbed into the books he read. Lorelei knew it was awkward that the two of them spent time together in the same room without knowing much about each other. It was comfortable for her that people did not know much about who she was, but it would also be suspicious that there would be little to know about her. She decided to initiate an ice-breaker.
“Since the two of us are going to be spending time in this library together, shouldnt we atleast get to know each other?”
“Why would I?” Loki, “I think I know enough about you.”
“Huh?”
“What do you mean by that?”, Lorelei asked.
“You are from Manila.”
“I never told you that, did Lady Martha tell you anything?” Lorelei asked. She would normally refer to Lady Martha as her aunt, but doing so would reveal concerning implications.
“You never did, but it’s obvious from the way you dress. Your clothes are slightly different from all the others I have seen. It makes sense that in forward-thinking Manila, you follow the current fashion trends. It also suggests that you come from a wealthy family.” He explained. “Furthermore, while your clothes are deceptively simple, they are made from high quality fabric.”
After that incident back in Manila, Lorelei changed her wardrobe. She now chose more muted colors with simpler designs. It was not a fashion statement really. In truth, she avoided experimenting with flashier pieces to avoid drawing in attention. The new fashions were simpler now so she did not expect anyone to notice them.
“While Lady Martha told us that you were her distant relative from the country, the way she behaves around you suggests your relationship is closer than she implied. She had the whole house cleaned to the bone when she announced your arrival. Lady Martha only mentioned a son, and no other relatives on her husband’s side. Her title suggests that she was the daughter of nobility. Maybe a marquess or a duke.”
“What does that mean?” Lorelei said while trying to maintain a facade.
“It’s more likely that you are Lady Martha’s niece. You try to make it look like you are of the middle class, although youre probably a noble. My deductions were confirmed when I saw a logo on the envelope you dropped the other day. It was the logo of the bank that manages for the nobility. “
“Enough.”
Loki further elaborated, “Since your family is wealthy, it’s odd that they would send you into the country when you could probably any school of your choosing in Manila. The only reason I can think of why is because you probably want to escape something that happened or in proper aristocratic fashion, a scandal. Which makes sense considering you are hiding your social status here right now.”
This was getting too personal.
“I said that was enough.”
Loki ignored Lorelei, “In conclusion, you are a noblewoman from Manila. You transferred to Clark Colleges to get away from a scand-“
“ENOUGH, I SAID ,ENOUGH!” Lorelei bursted.
Lorelei stormed out of the room violently.
“They were wrong. There are no ghosts in here, only a monster.”