"How did you know there were some stairs there?" Felice asked her while tying her long, black, curly hair into a comfortable blond.
Gabi shrugged in response. "I studied it. In case… I needed to escape some certain situations." Of course, she already researched every part of this building. She came prepared.
"You are peculiar. Aren't you the daughter of the late prime minister?"
"Yeah."
"I'm so sorry about what happened."
"It can't be helped. People die all the time." Gabi smiled. "You are… one of the graduates?" Right now, they are already walking in the garden, surrounded by the smell of roses and wet soil.
"Yeah."