They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System Chapter 491: She's Definitely... Interesting

Chapter 491: She’s Definitely… Interesting

… Kind enough to share freely, and low key enough to hide her connections with royalty? Her image of Hannah was getting more and more intriguing. No wonder Carl vouched for her. Soone like that… was not ordinary.

Nnenna’s curiosity kept building like a rising tide. She quickened her steps without even realizing it, heart thumping softly in anticipation.

As they reached the dance studio for year ones, the sleek double doors slid open with a quiet swoosh. Warm light spilled out, soft and golden, welcoming them in.

The room was wide and airy, with high mirrors lining the walls from end to end. The polished wooden floor glead under the natural light filtering through the skylight panels above.

In one corner, a speaker system sat quietly, and a few practice mats were neatly stacked on a shelf. The air carried a faint scent of clean sweat, wood polish, and sothing light, lavender, maybe.

It felt calm. Peaceful.

Nnenna stepped in first, her eyes scanning the room, and then locked onto a girl seated quietly at the far end.

She sat cross legged on the floor, close to the wall, completely absorbed in a book resting in her lap. She wore a soft cream colored flowy dance gown that pooled slightly around her legs like petals.

Her sleeves were loose and graceful, slightly sheer at the ends, giving her an almost ethereal air. Her hair was pulled back into a simple low bun, and her face was calm, serene, even.

Nothing about her posture or energy scread dancer. There was no exaggerated stretching or showy flair.

If anything, she looked like she belonged in a quiet library rather than a dance studio. Completely at ease. Completely unbothered.

But sothing about her presence held a quiet gravity.

Who’s that? Nnenna wondered, slowing her steps. Wasn’t Hannah supposed to be waiting for here?

The girl seated by the wall did not even flinch as the doors had opened. She remained in her calm bubble, completely imrsed in her book.

“Uhm… hey?” Nnenna called out a bit hesitantly.

The girl looked up at the sound of her voice.

She had a soft, clear face, gentle features that seed to rest in a permanent state of peace. Her eyes were almond shaped and intelligent, frad by naturally long lashes.

She wore no makeup, yet looked effortlessly graceful. There was a quiet confidence in the way she t Nnenna’s gaze, but it wasn’t overbearing. Her expression was open, warm.

“Hello,” the girl said, her voice calm and lodic, like soone who never felt the need to rush.

Nnenna blinked. That voice… and that air of stillness.

No way this is Hannah, she thought. She’s too calm. Too quiet. Too… bookish.

She looked nothing like the image Nnenna had imagined of a star dancer. No dramatic flair, no fiery energy or sparkles in her clothes.

Just soft elegance, like a breeze. Nnenna’s certainty wavered as she asked herself again, Could this really be her?

From the way Emily had described her, Hannah was supposed to be vibrant yet elegant when she danced, soone whose presence lit up the entire floor. But the girl in front of Nnenna was too calm. Too still.

She looked more like a poet than a dancer.

Unless… she’s like , Nnenna thought, tilting her head slightly. Calm on the outside, but a completely different person once the music starts.

Still, she had never seen anyone else who could pull off that kind of switch.

Deciding to play it safe, Nnenna offered a polite smile. “Hi, I’m looking for soone. Her na is Hannah—”

Whoosh!

The door behind her slid open, and Emily ca in. She caught the tail end of Nnenna’s sentence and hurried over, nudging her in the side like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“That’s Hannah!” Emily whispered urgently, eyes wide.

Nnenna froze and blinked in disbelief, turning back slowly to face the girl still seated calmly on the floor.

No way… that’s her?

This is awkward.

She turned slowly to Emily, who gave an exaggerated nod as if to say, Yes, I’m absolutely sure.

Before Nnenna could say anything else, the girl on the floor chuckled softly and closed her book.

“I’m the one you’re looking for,” she said, clearly amused. “You must be Nnenna.”

Nnenna blinked again.

“I’m Hannah. It’s nice to et you.”

She stood up with effortless grace, her flowy dance skirt swaying gently as she moved. She extended a hand with a calm smile that didn’t feel forced, it felt warm, confident, grounded.

Somto and Carl’s little sister… definitely interesting, Hannah mused quietly to herself as she studied Nnenna with quiet curiosity.

Despite the surprise, Nnenna’s high ntal strength kicked in and helped her recover fast. She smiled back and took Hannah’s hand with a slight bow.

“Yes, I’m Nnenna. I’m really looking forward to learning from you.”

Hannah nodded, her eyes gleaming with a quiet approval. “Then let’s make it worth it.”

She was clearly more and more satisfied with the girl standing before her.

Though they were around the sa age, nothing about Nnenna gave off the usual signs of youthful naivety. Most people gained experience by shedding their innocence along the way, but this girl… she still had hers. And yet, she looked as wise as soone with a crown of white hair.

Hannah studied her quietly.

It was rare, so rare, to et soone who could carry both purity and depth in the sa breath. Like a calm stream that ran deeper than it looked.

Nnenna was like a breath of fresh air in a world full of masks, and for the first ti in a while, Hannah truly looked forward to teaching soone long term.

Just then, Emily stepped forward, not wanting to be left out.

“Hey, Hannah!” she said brightly. “I tagged along to make a request. Could you please teach both of us?”

Hannah blinked, surprised.

“I’ll pay if I have to!” Emily added quickly.