MERIELLE'S POV
I woke up in another typical, lazy Monday. School is here again and I am so over with it. Thankfully, graduation is near and I will be off of Blooming Lotus High School and moving on to Prince Charles' College in another city.
Let me introduce myself first. I am Merielle. Luckily born to two wealthy business-obsessed people and is studying in private and high-class schools ever since I was born into the world of the living. My life has never been exciting. Well, at least that is how I see it. Every day is the same as the other one. Rich people have schedules and their children are not exempted. Although my present is boring and is always moving slowly like a turtle, my past is as blurry as an ancient television. I completely have no idea what happened in my past.
All that my parents told me is that I was kidnapped a year ago. I was untraceable for the whole year. Then, I showed up in a street near a forest. They said I called them and asked them to pick me up. They found me by opening up the GPS on my phone and they fetched me. They had me checked in the hospital and the doctors said that everything about me is fine. My parents said that I lived my life normally after that. Then one day, as I was heading towards home from school. I was crossing the street when a car bumped into me. I crashed my head on the floor and I lost consciousness. They also said that there were seven boys who took me to the hospital. When I asked my parents who they were, they answered that they didn't know. The boys took off without even saying goodbye or dropping their names. If I ever meet them in the future, I would totally thank them. I mean, I owe them, right? They took me to the hospital.
Enough of my boring talk. To sum it all up, I am Merielle, daughter of two wealthy business people who lost her memory because of a car crash and was saved by seven mysterious boys. I am currently in my last year of high school and will soon be moving on to college. My goal is to be a famous book writer and hopefully, learn what happened in my past.
With the help of the house maids, I got ready for school and went on.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
The picture above is what Merielle's mansion looks like. The picture does not belong to me and credits to those who own it.