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    Sakura sip

    Akiyo Matsubi grew up in the serene countryside village, and had made her hands useful every since. On the other hand,Kenzo Van Vein, who is a mix, grew up in the wealthiest family in the country and had everything handed to him on a silver spoon. Disaster strikes when Akiyos mother falls ill, and she has to take on her mothers responsibility as being a maid in the Van Veins family! Now, she must deal with jeaolous neighbors, constant chores, and most importantly—Kenzo. Will she survive, or will she fall under his ice?

    Small Peak Into Akiyo

    小说: Sakura sip 作者:j7zf 字数:1621 更新时间:2024-09-05 07:01:51

    Hello! My name is Akiyo Mastubi. I grew up in a small village in the countryside, although, it sorta became a tourist destination instead. My whole life was dedicated to helping my mother with chores, even though the scene in our village stemmed like a place to relax, it was far from that.

    My hair is Neapolitan brown, with a hush cut. My skin is pretty fair and clear, although, it’s not much of a privilege–having boys chase you everywhere is not the best…anyways, I have dark hazel eyes that shine in golden hour, my lips are faint pink with a soft touch,I have double eyelids, and my eyelashes are pretty curly. Asides from that, one bad thing is that I never really reached a growth spurt,and it’s driving me insane! Ugh…

    So, recently, I’ve moved out and moved into this huge piece of land owned by the one and only Van Vein family, they’re the richest family in the country, and their son is a mix, but he seems more on the Asian side, not sure what kind of Asian though…

    Regardless, I don’t really like talking to people, especially the ones I don’t know, I find myself very quiet sometimes…but that’s okay, talking is overrated, I’d rather get diabetes or something than talk to a stranger.

    One thing I do really love is nature, I’ve always loved the ducks and birds. Why? Well…before my father passed away, he told me all about birds, mostly ducks and doves. I really miss him, so every time I see a duck or a dove…it feels like he’s there, watching over me, still loving me.

    Despite that…I have a slight fear of drowning, once when I was a kid, I was pushed by a cow from our neighbor into the pond–I literally almost drowned. I still remember all about that day, kicking and crying, the freezing cold water rushing in and out of my mouth, the stinging cold pounding against my arms as I flapped desperately trying to get to shore. Eventually, there was a random boy who saved me…I can’t remember his name, his looks, or anything really, but I sure as hell owe my life to him.

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