Olivia got a sneer in her face all meant to celes and Lisa, both hands were crossed.

        “It is rather unbelievable than admirable, you know, Olivia. If you really just went your way here to ridicule.” said Lisa, her eyes narrows in mild contempt.

        “Don’t be ridiculous.” the girl just got some things to take care of, so that’s why she was in school that day. Beside her was her servant, the seemingly elderly man of immaculate beard Marcos. He wore a butler-suit that fit him well.

        “Is that so? If it is not, though, then I pity you.” Olivia just shrugs on this, however. She didn’t really mind even Lisa were to whine now.

        Olivia was a girl of the same age and grade as the two. They were classmate not to mention. While she was smaller when comes to height compared to Lisa (the girl was quite tall after all. She was around five foot and ten inches) she was inches taller than celes. She has purple hair that reaches down to the middle of the back of her neck and is braided behind her ears. While she usually lets it hang loose, she has been known to do it up in a bun.

         “If it is, then that also goes to this pitiful girl.” Olivia's gaze catch celes. “It’s unbelievable also, rather than admirable, how persistent this girl is. Why don’t you just give up and accept that your fate is already been sealed. Your dream and desire will be forever a dream and desire as they were now” 

        “Cursed.” she added then curling the corner of her mouth into a smirk.

        “Hey!” Lisa went rage and gradually took a step forward. All in mind was at this moment she's gonna end this for good but got stopped by celes.

        “It’s okay Lisa.” she said holding Lisa’s hand (one beat away from slipping her wand out. It didn't need to be mentioned of how about Lillia likewise marcos on the other hand both prepared for a battle)

        “You really hate my guts that much, eh? Olivia?” it was celes. She was already aware of it since long ago though.

        “That’s right. I really hate your guts, especially how persistent you are.” 

        “Why still struggle? Why still keep going on? Someone like should just stay in the corner and watch people like me reach the top.” 

        “Your view in life is also pitiful.” Commented Lisa, her face contorted a little. Olivia didn’t pay her mind.

        “Why do I still keep going on? Why do I still struggle?” the answer to these questions have been set from the start. “I do because I’m someone like you speak. I struggle because I’m someone as you saw. I do because I am me and not you.” the girl give the answer.

        “Because I’m me.” as the saying goes: what is a great story without great conflict.