At first glance, Primrose Terrace seems like an ordinary apartment building. Surrounded by a well-maintained garden with a small pond in the corner, its primrose bushes line its borders among the tall trees. The building itself is ten stories high, with a rooftop swimming pool, a luxurious lounge on the ground floor, and of course, fully furnished studio apartments. However, one should not let its picturesque appearance fool them...for each of the residents of Primrose Terrace have a secret.
They're not human.
Of course, ordinary people have no idea of this. They are under the belief that the apartment building is a place for the wealthy, and inhabited by people so important that they have their own personal bodyguards. They steer clear of the tall iron gates of the complex, though occasionally there are a few visitors loitering nearby, hoping to get a peek of the famous residents. No one dare approaches the territory, however. There's a rumor that you'll get arrested if you're unauthorized.
Currently, one resident was trying to leave the premises without attracting unnecessary attention. Dressed in shorts and a white ruffle shirt, the black-haired woman was an interesting sight as she stood impatiently tapping her foot on the paved path, glaring at a spot outside of the gates. A band of girls from the local high-school were hiding (poorly so) among the trees near the road, and she knew that as soon as she would step through the gates, they would try to follow her. Of course, she could lose them once she was in the city, but it wasn't easy doing that alone, especially since her bodyguard had left recently and she was still adjusting to not having an extra pair of eyes help her. Taking a calming breath, the young woman sat down on a bench nearby, casting her eyes on the tall building opposite her.
It was nearing lunch time, with the sun still high up, making the apartment building cast its tall shadow over the grounds. Kimiko couldn't see any new residents nearby, and she intended to keep it that way, at least until she had the chance to check up on their backgrounds first. She'd avoided going to the lounge for breakfast, opting to eat in her room just so that she wouldn't run into anyone. Though, if the annoying kids didn't disappear soon, she'd probably have to make an appearance. There was only so long she could go by with snacking on granola bars in her room.
They're not human.
Of course, ordinary people have no idea of this. They are under the belief that the apartment building is a place for the wealthy, and inhabited by people so important that they have their own personal bodyguards. They steer clear of the tall iron gates of the complex, though occasionally there are a few visitors loitering nearby, hoping to get a peek of the famous residents. No one dare approaches the territory, however. There's a rumor that you'll get arrested if you're unauthorized.
Currently, one resident was trying to leave the premises without attracting unnecessary attention. Dressed in shorts and a white ruffle shirt, the black-haired woman was an interesting sight as she stood impatiently tapping her foot on the paved path, glaring at a spot outside of the gates. A band of girls from the local high-school were hiding (poorly so) among the trees near the road, and she knew that as soon as she would step through the gates, they would try to follow her. Of course, she could lose them once she was in the city, but it wasn't easy doing that alone, especially since her bodyguard had left recently and she was still adjusting to not having an extra pair of eyes help her. Taking a calming breath, the young woman sat down on a bench nearby, casting her eyes on the tall building opposite her.
It was nearing lunch time, with the sun still high up, making the apartment building cast its tall shadow over the grounds. Kimiko couldn't see any new residents nearby, and she intended to keep it that way, at least until she had the chance to check up on their backgrounds first. She'd avoided going to the lounge for breakfast, opting to eat in her room just so that she wouldn't run into anyone. Though, if the annoying kids didn't disappear soon, she'd probably have to make an appearance. There was only so long she could go by with snacking on granola bars in her room.