Most love stories begin with a fateful encounter, in a city, in the school, at the workplace, being rescued from something.

Our love story however, begins with a box.

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"Scoot over, I can't eat like this" currently, two individuals were crouched down at a corner of the wooden crate.

Their legs intertwined, as their sweat could be felt from the connected portion of their legs.

"So, Issabell was it? What are you doing here?" Dominic asked, trying to make a small conversation just to pass the time.

"I don't need to tell you that" the girl mercilessly shot it down.

"What about you? Why does an unrefined babarian like you need to cross the great sea of Galiol?" the girl asked.

"I don't need to tell you that" Dominic mercilessly shot her down as well. Furthermore, using the same exact words she said.

"You..." she tried to rebutt, but settled down when she realised that she got nothing.

Chewing on a potato, Dominic silently stared at her without a word.

Her sensual golden hair flowed down to her legs as it was crouched down. The white skirt was slightly lifted up due to the cramp situation, allowing a small peek at the little fabric that seperated her from the hidden paradise that most men dream of.

"Pink" Dominic commented.

"Where are you looking?!" the girl blushed, as she attempted to slap him.

"Why did you block?!" she exclaimed once again.

"Why would I wanna get hit?" Dominic asked.

"Its etiquette!"

"What kind of etiqette is this? Were you raised by some monkeys or something?" Dominic retorted.

"Stop looking!" she demanded, as her tights attempted to squirm around to cover the tiny bit of fabric.

"There's no where else to look right?" Dominic casually replied and continued.

"Thanks for the meal" he clapsed his hands together after finishing the potato.

"Don't say that while staring at me down there!" Issabell furiously blushed.

"And did you just call my family monkeys? Apologize now! Apologize to me" she recalled.

"Why would I do that?" Dominic asked.

"I'm from the royal kingdom of Terresa! My father is the great Duke that is known to be one of the core personal in the kingdom!" she tried to reason.

"And I could care less, and what kind of city is Terresa anyways? Never heard of it" Dominic simply brushed it off.

"How uneducated can you get?! Its one of the 3927 officially recognized countries in the world!"

"In terms of military strength, we are at the top 112th you know?!" she appeared to be boasting.

"Oh right, then what about towns like Genesia?" Dominic asked, curious.

"A country can have more than one town... you know that right? In fact most countries have around 5 or so cities...and a capital..." she explained.

"Of course, there are singular cities like the academic city or Paliol which are officailly recongized as a state by the council." she continued.

"The council must be some superpower to be able to do that.." Dominic thought.

"Its made up of all the kings of each country, or the representative of their country. So if one wanted to go to war with the other, then they simply just have to submit a declaration to their target. The other countries that have signed a peace treaty wouldn't interfere of course" she finished.

"So they can just attack unofficial towns and villages to expand right?" Dominic asked, recalling the village that was attacked.

"Yep" she replied.

It sounded like a reallly messed up system, but at least it was good for keeping track of how many potential threats there were.

"Villages and cities like academy city are thoese that all the kingdoms want to have their soldiers come from. Thus they constantly send people to study over there... though some don't want to come back after that..." her voice grew softer and softer as she said so.

"Oh, no wonder so many big shots come to academy city" Dominic realised. There were classmates calling themselves some prince from some land, or other people with some sort of priestiigious backgrounds that actually didn't matter at all in academy city.

Apparently, they might have accidently stumbled upon a really good place.

"So why aren't you going to academy city? Or are you actually an old women pretending to be pure?" Dominic asked.

"I'm 17! And no, I have other duties.." she said solemmly.

She was older than Dominic, that was rather suprising.

"Well, whatever~" Dominic replied, and closed his eyes, attempting to sleep to pass time.

"Isn't this the part where you get interested and ask why?!" Issabell retorted, but she couldn't find the energy to bother him.

Munching down on the last of her bread, she decided to lean back and rest as well.

However, a huge problem arised.

She needed to go.

She had a pee bottle ready, one with a funnel designed for women, but it was so cramped and she wasn't sure if the other person was really asleep.

Thus, she decided to hold it in longer.

Looking at Dominic suspiciously with her eyes, she suspected every minuscal movement he made.

An hour passed.

She couldn't hold it in anymore, her eyes were red and screaming in agony, as she finally decided to put the funnel where it was suppose to belong.

The little pink fabric was slipped to the side, as the pitter pattering sounds of her liquids hitting the insides of the hollow bottle could be heard loud and clear.

"Should I open my eyes?" Dominic pondered upon this life and death issue. If he did, he would be able to have a closeup view of a secret garden. However if he didn't he would miss this chance. But if he did it, he would lose the trust of the person seated opposite of him.

"Well, not like I had any in the first place" he decided.

His eyes burst open, as two hands flew over to attempt to cover his eyes.

But alas, it was already too late.

The slight glance felt like years, as Dominic heighten his kinetic vision to burn the scene into his memory. A noble lady, with her face flushed in red , naked at the lower half of her body, her panties hung on one of her legs, as a pee bottle was attatched to the forbidden garden below.

"Nooo" she screamed.

But alas, the two fools who didn't realise that they could just get out of the box in the storage room, continued their adventures inside it.