《Behind Her Eyes》


 Bridgestone, Home for the Royal and Beggar

    Raindrops echoed amidst the tranquil atmosphere of the quiet town of Bridgestone. Every street corner is filled with silence but not deserted.


    Here, in the shabbiest part of Bridgestone City, the Underground, you can see people sitting in small alleys. Homeless people, beggars, and drunks have taken over every unkempt area.


    Naturally, these sights have been recorded as part of one of the identities of the city of Bridgestone itself. An identity that Overground residents consider a disgrace to the town of Bridgestone.


    You guessed it, like most things in this world, the city of Bridgestone also has two sides of the coin.


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    Overground and Underground.


    A sector that separates the nobles from the homeless.


    The two sectors have a not-so-good relationship, but not too wrong either. You will rarely find Underground residents visiting the Overground, and vice versa. Underground residents are strictly forbidden to enter the Underground area without urgent national importance, and vice versa; Overground residents are also not allowed (and unwilling) to enter the Underground area.


    There is only one time when both populations can be united in the hustle and bustle in the centre of the city palace, during the inauguration of Bridgestone''s new governor, which is held every four years, more precisely on February 29th.


    Therefore, when Gaston, a newspaper boy in the Underground, found a girl in very fancy clothes lying unconscious in the corner of a dead-end alley near his house, he was shocked.


    "How can there be an Overground resident here?!"

 When the Flowers Never Bloom

    Gaston was astonished. He tried to wake the woman up quite vigorously but to no avail.


    She''s like a dead person; her eyes closed, but her body is warm, and her breathing is slow. Her dress looked luxurious although dirty, typical of Overground residents. Her perfume still wafted a sweet floral fragrance that gave off a feminine vibe. Her wavy blonde hair is half up and adorned with a pretty butterfly clasp.


    She was like an anomaly in the middle of the seedy dead-end alley.


    After observing the woman, Gaston hurried back to his house, only 50 meters from the alley. The boy tried to find his older brother, who work as a border officer. Luckily, his older brother, Gilbert, had just finished breakfast and had not yet left for work. Seeing his younger brother, who was in such a hurry that he forgot to take off his shoes and dirty the house floor, Gilbert grumbled.


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    "Gaston! Take off your shoes first! I was mopping the floor! You little brat!"


    Ignoring Gilbert''s yelling, Gaston grabbed his brother''s arm forcefully.


    "Come with me to the end of the dead-end alley! Mayday! Mayday!"


    "Huh, what are you..?"


    Despite looking annoyed, Gilbert obeyed his brother.


    Once they arrived at the dead-end alley, Gilbert was shocked. This was a sight he had never seen before, not even by a border officer like him.


    He looked around, trying to find clues that could answer his questions.


    How could the Overground residents be here?


    But he didn''t found any lead.


    He decided to head back home, calling his brother, the secretary of Bridgestone''s trading staff. Yup, Gerald Lestrate was the eldest son of the Lestrate family. He is the one who his two younger brothers, Gilbert Lestrate and Gaston Lestrate, have relied on the most since the sudden death of their parents.


    The story of the Lestrate family is an open secret in Bridgestone¡ªa small family who were originally residents of the Overground and told the story of the woman.