Lucielle felt exhausted.

As she finished saying farwell to Mi'ja, after they had both walked to their dorms together, she could feel the weight of the whole day pressing on her.

'I thought I wouldn't be able to make it...' She thought to herself as she dragged her feet to her doorstep, sighs continously leaking from her lips.

Mi'ja had offered to escort her to her doorstep, but she ended up refusing for the same reason why she couldn't wait to enter her room and collapse on the soft bed there... and then scream at the top of her lungs.

'It's so annoying that I feel like this!'

For one, even though she wasn't supposed to feel that way, Lucielle found herself feeling a little bad for refusing Mi'ja's kind offer to escort to escort her to her doorstep.

'It's stupid. Why should I care about the feelings of a Dragon? Why do I have to be so considerate?' She gritted her teeth, almost reaching her haven.

'Ever since I saved her life at the Southern Continent, she's been super clingy. It's annoying, yet I accomodate her...'

The worst part of it all?

Lucielle was actually beginning to enjoy her company!

It was crazy! How could she, as a human, enjoy speaking to a Dragon and getting so attached to one? It was inconceivable.

'They're the enemy, and yet... I'm having so much fun?'

The 'fun' they had wasn't unfounded, either. Just like Lucielle, Mi'ja held a deep interest in Magic, and so they would constantly discuss the possible applications, theories, and a host of other topics on the matter.

These were things that Rey refused to talk to her about, which was why she really appreciated Mi'ja and their discussions regarding her passion.

'Ah... Rey....' Lucielle became reminded of another problematic topic-one that frustrated her even more than the Mi'ja situation.

'Why do I have these physiological reactions when I think about him or see him? It's so strange... and annoying.'

Despite saying this, her cheeks began to turn a little red.

'Damnit! Not again!'

This was the main reason why she refused to talk to Rey-all so she wouldn't have cause to think about him so much and have these reactions.

'My heart races anytime I see him or hear his voice, and I also blush uncntrollably. I feel irritated when I see him with other girls... like that clearly manipulative Cyn'dy, and even though I don't want to talk to him for all these reasons... I want him to talk to me.'

It was a strange feeling-one that Lucielle had never felt in her whole life.

All her life, she had been recognized as a genius in Magic, and it just so happened that she was very invested in the art that she never cared for much else.

She didn't even know she was incredibly attractive until she was a young adult, since she kept ignoring all the boys that made advances at her and never paid attention to superficial compliments that were always thrown at her.

She was gorgeous in the eyes of most men, and her body was very attractive-apparently. But... none of that mattered much to her.

Lucielle simply wanted to know more about Magic and transcend the current limits of her understanding and power.

That was all that she wanted....

... Untill now.

'Why didn't he talk to me today? Even though I ignored him, he should have still tried harder. He just decided to keep talking to that poser, Cyn'dy. It's strange... I don't think she's even as fun or as pretty as I am. I guess he really enjoys her company more than mine...' Lucielle found herself thinking along these lines and had to stop herself.

'Where are all these thoughts coming from?!'

In a way, she recognized them to be hers. She knew that these were her feelings, which made

it even more frustrating and annoying since she constantly had to suppress them. That was what led to her exhaustion.

However, Lucielle also recognized that she wasn't always like this, and that it didn't make any sense that she would be feeling this way.

'So why...?'

In all honesty, she already suspected the most probably reason for this.

'My Spell... turning me into someone this young has made me more succeptible to emotions and thoughts like this.'

In the end, hormones and several chemistry that the body operated under caused reactions within oneself whether it was appreciated or not.

'Back when I was younger, I never had experiences like this, but I suppose things are different now.' She thought to herself, trying her hardest to remain objective.

'Is this how others felt about me when I ignored them? What torture...'

The desire to please others... the feelings of heavy infatuation... obsession about outward image... among other issues.

They were all bombarding her at once.

"I need a break." She whispered to herself, twisting the knob to her room while feeling at least some measure of elation that she could finally rest.

By rest, she meant screaming at the top of her lungs while tossing and turning on the bed.

"Haa... at long last."

Shutting the door behind her, even with her eyes closed, she instantlyused Magic to get rid of everything she was wearing-save for her underwear.

She was about to remove her underwear when she opened her eyes and found someone standing right in front of her.

... Someone she recognized all too well.

'R-R-REY?!'

As she saw him, her face turned completely red, and she felt herself begin to get dizzy.

'What the hell is he doing here? Why is he looking at me like that? What the hell is going on here?!' Her brain shot her a million questions that she didn't have answers to.

The worst part was that he looked just as confused and flustered as she was.

"T-this isn't what it looks like! I can... I can explain, Lucie..."

His voice seemed to fade away as her vision turned blurry and she felt her body lose all of its

strength.

'A-ahh...' Before long, she had already realized what was happening, but by then it was

already too late.

'... I'm fainting.'

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Thanks for reading!

This is hilarious for me, to be honest. What do you all think?