"Someone's here to see you, Min-Hee." Mom made an annoying grin from behind. "I'll leave the two of you."
"Mom! You don't have to--" And she left.
"I'm really sorry for what I've done."
"H-hey, don't worry about it." I looked away, because I'm embarrassed. What's with the flowers??
My name is Min-Hee. I'm a recluse with a twist. I'm 6'3" and still growing. Dad told me to try out sports, even though I'm blind without my eyeglasses and would rather be stuck with my computer. Due to his insistence, I tried out different sports in my school: volleyball, track, and basketball. Unfortunately (for me), they all wanted me in their team. In fact, they said that they'd take care of scheduling each practice for each club. It's exhausting. They want me, because I'm tall. And now I'm growing muscles. Shriek!
