Arwa stepped out of the university gate. Outside, her brother Leon and his friend Louis were waiting for her beside their Volkswagen.
The moment Leon saw her, he excitedly waved his hand and shouted loudly,
"Arwa! My dear sister!"
Arwa felt embarrassed immediately. Some students turned to look at them.
Louis stood near the car with a strange expression on his face. He thought silently,
"This brother… he's completely crazy about his sister. There's no cure for him."
Not far away, a girl watched the scene with irritation.
"How strange," she thought. "Why is he shouting like that? I'm feeling embarrassed just watching. These people really have no manners."
She crossed her arms proudly.
"Of course… they're not nobles like me."
Then her eyes moved toward their car.
"Isn't that the kind of car people keep in that tiny place near their house… what do they call it… a garage?"
She turned away with a small scoff.
But Arwa didn't care about any of that. She simply smiled warmly.
"No matter what," she thought, "I'm lucky. I have Mom and Dad who love me so much."
Then a small sadness suddenly appeared in her heart.
"Or… maybe they love Arwa not me…" I'm little jealous.....
She quickly shook the thought away.
Just then Leon shouted again,
"Little sister! What are you thinking about? Come quickly!"
Arwa laughed.
"I'm coming she thought you crazy brother
She walked toward them with a bright smile.
"I'm very happy today," she said happily. "Because we're going to a birthday party."
"A big banquet party," she continued excitedly. "I'll see so many beautiful gowns… and maybe even some noble or royal families."
Arwa kept smiling as she walked toward the car. Leon was smiling proudly too.
Louis looked at both of them and thought quietly,
"Why are these two smiling like that…?"