It All Started With a Bet

Strange World

Hye! I am back with a new chapter. I really appreciate your words from the last chapter. Thank you for being there still. You are the reason why this fic is existed. I hope you will like this. I think is the second to the last. Thank you for an unlimited time.

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Chapter 30: Strange World

Chapter Summary: She was welcoming a new life, a new world... new faces.

London.

The place was visibly big and the atmosphere was really different. Sakuno felt uncomfortable in the new environment despite that she had been there for one month now. Her English wasn't bad but her interaction with foreigners was still a bit hard for her.

Old habits die hard. She was still the same old shy Ryuzaki wherever she went. But she believed that her old flaw was slowly being avoided by the people around her as she tried to communicate with them.

It was something she needed to prove to Ryoma, her boyfriend that she left in Japan. She needed to prove that she could do things that the others thought she couldn't do. She was in the process of doing it.

Her school of art was surprisingly close to the tennis center. She could see tennis matches when she had the chances.

Wimbledon, London.

The place she wished to see in person had finally came true. She met different people during her stay there and she found it more challenging to be with them. Just when she had finished her draft to her first project, a girl of her age entered the room, carrying a palette and magnetic pen from both of her hands. Her bag was slung on her left shoulder.

Sakuno gave the newcomer a smile, "You are earlier than expected," She watched the girl sat on the other bed parallel to her, "Were you able to finish your design, Miho-san?"

The girl looked at her and smiled back, " I was able to, yeah. It was hard to think of a new design but I enjoyed it."

Miho Shinohara, her roommate in a dorm she was enrolled in, was also an exchanged student in Japan. Miho studied in Tokyo Unversity, one of the prestigious schools in the country. She had a dark brown hair and wore it in twin pigtails just like her best friend Tomoka. She also liked to draw, although her specialty was about fashion. Miho had unique talent when it came to designing clothes. Whatever design she was thinking, she immediately drew it down on her sketch pad. Her hand started to move just like magic. She found it really interesting as she watched her roommate.

"What about you, Sakuno-san," Miho asked her, much to her surprise. She set her canvass aside and looked at her, "Have you thought of what to paint?"

She looked at her canvass and sighed, "I haven't decided yet. What to draw is actually my problem way back in Japan. It takes days before I can finally decide what to draw."

"That's indeed a problem." Her roommate said and sighed as well, "She laid down and spread her arms to her sides, "I hope you can find your inspiration."

She was about to reply when her phone rang. Her attention shifted from her roommate to her phone and her eyes widened a little.

"Is that from your boyfriend?"

Sakuno looked at her roommate and smiled, "No, it's from my grandmother." Miho knew about him for Ryoma had been calling her whenever he was free. Though, he was not free all the time. Smiling on the screen, she pushed the answer button and greeted her grandmother.