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𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗣𝗢𝗩

"Y/n you better make sure no one will recognize you okay?" My manager reminded as I let out a chuckle.

"I'll be fine, Mr.Nakamura" I reassured him while I heard him let out a sigh through the phone.

"I'll be going now." I said before hanging up the phone on him and let out a sigh to calm myself down.

'I'll be fine, I think I'll be fine... As long as I don't stand out.' I thought as I took a deep breath while thinking about that repeatedly and stood straight, before starting to walk inside our school building.

"Izana!!" I heard girls squealing and call out a guy's name got startled by it, as I turned around to see a bunch of girls were already behind me, when the hallway was so quiet and empty a few minutes ago. I then noticed a white haired guy rubbing the back of his head with a stern look on his face, showing no interest on the girls at all.

'Hmm...He is good looking.' I thought while staring at him as he suddenly looked my way and made eye contact, I bowed and continued my way to the director's office.

"I guess that's an example of a school prince?" I muttered as I opened the door and saw my uncle, that's right...The director of the school is my uncle.

"Y/n...Good to see you again." He greeted me as he puts down the papers on his hand on the table.

My Uncle...No, He is like a father to me already. My parents are divorced and I was taken care of by my Father, and a few months after they divorced—This Uncle of mine and my Father had started dating, while my Mom had already started to build her own family with her new husband. I don't really care...I was happy for both of them.