Description
When You think about the Preceptor... You probably imagine someone mysterious, graceful, and regal. Someone unattainable... Yeah, that's what I thought, until I was reincarnated as a character fated to die. Unable to escape my pre-written story, I was ready to greet death and die... somewhat peacefully?... one my own, until he came along. Don't get me wrong, I was grateful for the second chance at my second life. What I wasn't so grateful for was, him claiming that, 'We were meant to be together'. He claimed it was destiny. Well I knew my destiny. I was meant to die. With nothing else to do, I agreed to stick around, proposing to be his secretary for the time being. So within an instant he fires his old one. Huh?... She runs out screaming... "Thank you!"...? Wait... were those tears of joy?
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