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Living in the city for so long, being able to go home to her province in Laguna is a breathe of fresh air for Reva Daneiris. Even though she is living at an executive village in the said province with her family, Licoúrs, the scenery of greens and meadows that she occasionally catch sight of whenever travelling eases her mind and feeling; it reminds her of her first love.Her wings.Reva Daneiris was a flower fairy. Spreading her wings and flying freely in the air as she tends the flowers that were assigned to her were her first love. Known for her jolly and optimistic personality, her co-fairies admired her. Not to brag, but she was a bit famous for having one of the prettiest and most colorful wings: a mix of golden yellow and seafoam. In addition, she is bubbly and friendly! The curve never leaves her lips as she flies and dances with the wind together with the other fairies. Oh, and yes! She really loves embracing. The sharing of warmth and feeling of heartbeats whenever hugging never fails to bring her inner peace and comfort. However, her playfulness brought her to a not-so-fortunate event.*"What a pretty flower!" she exclaimed as she admired a golden flower on the far corner of the meadows, away from their home. As the tip of her fingers landed upon one of the petals, she was left unconscious. **The sound of rumbling leaves woke her up. She was under a shade of a gigantic tree, her yellow dress as a fairy still clothed upon her. But there was something wrong. As she tried to place her hand on her back, there was nothing. Her wings. Her wings are lost. From afar, her orbs landed upon some mortal beings that now seem as huge as her figure. Right then and there, it struck her. She is now a mortal being. As she looked back, feeling lost, confused, and melancholic, she found a mansion. Little did she know, that will be her home from that day on. *"Miss?" a hand appeared before her sight. A Licoúr.Her wings and identity as a fairy might have lost, but her sunshine personality and love for flowers remained. As she continues to live the rest of her life blending in with the mortals, she figured out that her energy is being drained whenever she is away from flowers and nature. There's still a hint of flower fairy energy inside her, perhaps? These are the reasons why she decided to work as a florist in the city. The necessity to learn how to live like a normal mortal led her to the metropolis, working as a florist. During one of her birthdays, the family gifted her a small bungalow at Laguna that now serves as her home both as a mortal and as a fairy. It is surrounded with a vast garden that is filled with greenery and the myriad colors of florets.Living as a human being isn't that bad, is it?