Lucy Overson looks at herself in the mirror. By all accounts, a beautiful, successful woman looks back.
She has done the right things. Or tried to. She's been a 'good girl', more or less. Raised up in a loving family, her parents were firm but kind, not overly doting, quietly supportive but also sparing with praise.
Life and time has gone by quickly, in the blink of an eye. She is now living, by most measures, a successful life. The dream, one might say. She has money. The interest of *a lot* of guys, if she cares for it - though more on that later… 🫢✨
Of course, it hasn't been easy. As a matter of fact, honestly, there has barely been time to catch a breath, due to the sheer busy-ness of all her commitments, but now, as she glances at the mirror - as she usually does, as part of her morning routine - suddenly, the fleeting thought… the question, arises.
"…Is this it?"
___
Lucy knew she was *meant* to be someone.
Someone special. (Her very name, her parents had told her, meant… 'Light' after all.)
But the fact was, deep down, despite everything, all the indicators and assurances… she sometimes suspected that she… wasn't.
Sure, she was pretty, she supposed? She was Attractive by every metric. She had an amazing figure. She had ticked all the right boxes, had done all the right things…
People told her she was Kind. Smart. Competent. Hardworking.
She came from 'a good family', and was the Daughter of a really rich CEO.
Why, if she were in one of those webnovels which she loved reading (there was one author called nightskynear in particular who was such a dream, with his penetrating insights and humour, and such a wonderful good looking and talented readership as well !!! 🤭✨), she would probably be the perfect self-insert cliché.
In this scenario, no doubt, a handsome very-top-quality guy would then notice her special qualities that she didn't even realise she had herself...
And then would begin the delightful dance.
The social gamer-y. The magical manoeuvres.
The sweet, surprising, slow-burn romance that all of a sudden, one day, wouldn't be slow-burn, but instead, ignite with another kind of heat 🤭✨🔥
Hehehehehe.
She would appear outwardly strong, and untouchable. But then. In the right circumstances... once the top-quality guy that she barely acknowledged but still, somehow, she found thinking about increasingly more and quietly, respecting and admiring more and more, opened up to her, she would... soften, and help and give him the support that only she could provide, and then would be the whole: "B-But this doesn't mean anything, don't get the wrong idea, all right?!" trope that was so beloved in romance anime...
But that, she decided, was for young girls.
She wasn't like that! S-She was Lucy Overson.
She was a grown, mature woman. Those were just fantasies, delusions of a young girl...
She told herself sternly.
___
Ever since her father Scroogeux's partnership with Valentine, apparently her father Scroogeux has been imparting to him the Art of Bizz, and as a result, she and Valentine have had more opportunities to do things together (lol).
It's the final step in the life plan. Get yourself a man, because that's what you're 'meant to do'.
There are, as one might expect, various 'candidates', if she's interested. In particular, a certain 'Mor Mun Ni' has been quite forward in his intentions, amongst others…
Hmm. Maybe she's overthinking it.
She finishes her usual morning self-care routine. A gorgeous, radiant woman can be seen in the Mirror's reflection.
Time for her morning Pilates, and then one of her favourite smoothies - healthy and delicious! - before yet another day at the office… ✨