CHAPTER 6

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"WHEN ARE YOU going to be in a relationship?"


I choke on my water when my grandfather asked that question while we are having lunch.


"Don't ask such ridiculous questions," I said. Everyone in our family are busy, they thought that maybe I feel a little lonely so they invited me last week to go home, for a little get together. "I'm still in college,"


"So? You're in enough age to get a boyfriend," he said.


"Gramps, I'm busy,"


"I'm not getting any younger,"


"I have no time for things like that, and I haven't met someone who's worth my time," I rolled my eyes. Then stopped, I remembered Kenma, he maybe worth my time since he's interesting.


"Dad, stop pressuring her to get a boyfriend," my Dad stepped in between our conversation. "My daughter knows her worth and she knows that no one deserves her except herself," correct.


"There you go again, inflating her ego," Gramps shook his head. "Just introduce someone to me already,"


"Actually, I'm interested to someone," I said.


"Who?"


"It's a secret, for now," I smiled. "I'll tell it to you when we become official,"


"Clue?"


"You won't be getting any clue," I chuckled. My grandpa knows Kenma very well. Just describe him in one word and he'll got it right. He won't stop nagging me if he discovers that I'm interested in him.


"There are only months left before your graduation, do you have any plans?" Dad asked.


I sighed, this question again. I'm tired of making plans, of thinking about the future. Can I just be rich by just breathing?


"I'm planning to work under your company, you know, like in stories, where the lead will hide her identity.. things like that," I answered. "I won't be hiding my identity tho, that's cringe."


"That's a good thing, start from a little first step, before climbing up to the top," he said.


AFTER OUR LUNCH, I went straight to my apartment. I can't stay on our house in a long time, I still have a lot of things to do. But instead of doing them, I lay on my bed and call Kenma.


[Hello?] His voice sounds sleepy.


"Did I wake you up?" I asked.


[Not really, I'm just sleepy," he answered. [Why did you call?]


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