Summary: A short, simple story where Johari from Pur Azuré meets Alice Lorange.
I'm Johari, a Pur Azuré’s member with Christine, Audrey, Sheila, Isabelle and Orietta. We're in the town of Six-Lumenial on vacation after our world tour. While the rest of the band is out shopping, I'm dancing in the streets, looking at the buildings, the sky, the clouds.
Suddenly, I hit something.
"Sorry." Suddenly said a female teenager voice.
"Oh!" I exclaimed as that something was a person. "I am sorry!"
The teenager, with wavy red hair that stopped halfway down her back, turned her green gaze to the ground. I wonder why. She looks about the same age as me, sixteen. I wait for her to answer, but the redhead remains silent. It's a bit awkward.
"Uh, is everything alright?" I asked.
"Yes." She said in a neutral tone. "My apologies. You're an Other. But... Heather tells me everything's fine, so..."
I don't understand what she's saying.
“I am Alice Lorange. You know, like an orange.”
“Uh, happy to meet you, Alice.”
I think she's weird. She's always looking at the ground.
"I have to go." I say to end the conversation.
"Very well." Said Alice, still in a neutral tone.
I leave to rejoin Christine, Audrey, Sheila, Isabelle and Orietta. This Alice Lorange is really strange, but I don't think I'll be seeing her again. However, who is Heather?