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Being a new student absolutely sucks, honestly in her head Momo thought that she couldn’t care less about this new school but her heart pounding out of her chest overflowing with anxiety said otherwise, but she doesn’t really have a say in this situation. Grabbing her headphones from the nightstand, she scrolled through her playlist till a certain one caught her eyes, she settled on a playlist named "vibes to listen to while getting ready to go to hell👍" on shuffle. Her school uniform was a bland grey and black uniform with a dark tie and white socks "i hope this school turns out better than the last", she thought as she shuffled over to the bathroom to get ready for her new school nervous about the new experiences she would get. turning the faucet on as she looked through her draws to add some passionfruit bubble bath to relax in.
(Momo’s POV, because i can)
Now for the monologue where i explain why I'm currently in Japan. Im a transfer student from Singapore, these men in black looking guys came up to my mother after they found out who I am. At first i thought they were going to arrest her, because I know she’s done stuff that she refuses to tell me, but instead they said, I have to attend this school all the way in japan and assassinate this creature??. Crazy right?. Of course as expected of my mother, she agreed to it not wanting to lose the money she was still gaining, she doesn't really care that the government knew about what she does because she's a “very powerful business woman with connections to people”, who i didnt even know existed, though after being told how much this job is worth she shook their hand and next thing i know we were in Japan.
'Enough of this internal monologue. This is so exhausting'
I hopped out of the tub and wrapped a towel around me, grabbing my, very bland looking, uniform and putting it on. I did my hair into my signature look, a high ponytail with two stretched out buns that looked like bunny ears. The stairs creaked while i walked down them. Down stairs i saw my mother's "employee" BaoGem. though i just call him Bao. Breakfast for me and my mother isn't the highlight of my day
"Good morning" Momo exclaimed as she gave a woman with long slick black hair and piercing purple eyes, she knew as her mother, a very awkward smile.
She took another sip of her dark coffee then scanned over her uniform. "i see that you've dressed for that wretched school" her raven hair fell over her face as she gazed into Momo's eyes, making Momo tense and preparing herself for whatever her mother was going to say. Her mother gave a chilling smirk "it's such a shame you have to attending that class, you are such a smart child, you had the highest grades in cram school, but that was probably from the homeschooling i had you do, back in Singapore, and yet you have to attend E-class for the nobodies" her chair gave a screech as she got up and made her way over to Momo and reached out, wrapped her arms around her head and brought me closer to her, stroking her hair, with Momo hoping her mother cant feel how tense and uncomfortable she is. "but the reward you will get is so worth it and as a bonus you get to learn how to kill by professionals and with all the experience you will be getting doing "it", when you're older you won't be such a hassle" Momo could feel the joy radiating off her mother as she stroked her hair like she was the cat in the villains lap as she slowly turns to greet the protagonist.
To be honest with you im not very fond of the plans my mum has planned for me, but telling her that wouldn't be the best idea. Last time i said no was to ballet and lets just say it wasn't ballet that made my legs hurt those weeks* and i still had to attend ballet until my mum got bored of going to recitals. If we're being honest I'm not really much of a fighter despite everything my mother has taught me, the only thing my mother has made me do that i enjoy is archery that i still do. I've never really thought about what i want to do when I'm older and it's kinda embarrassing to admit but I really like gardening i think it would be nice to have my own flower shop, because i love flowers and gardening and everything to do with plants is right up my alley, but I’m worried I won’t love it as much when I get older and everyday I worry more and more that I will remain a bird trapped in its cage.
"-lets just say it wasn't ballet that made my legs hurt those weeks" - by this i didn't mean that she crippled or hurt her daughter in anyway, what she did was make Momo spend a month with her personal trainer who made her run laps, do push ups and all that exercise stuff so that's why Momo was saying that she was in pain along side doing ballet.