Mei and I
sit in the comfortable silence
of our classroom
as we whiz our way through
this week's homework.
"Did you see the new girl today?"
Mei smiles, putting her pencil down.
She still speaks Japanese with me,
despite now knowing how to
talk English.
It's our little secret language.
"The one from...where was it?"
"I think it was Albania, or something.
Her name was Kiya, I think."
"Your dad's from somewhere
different from your mum, right?"
I ask, because she's mentioned before but it slipped my mind.
"Mum's Japanese,
but dad's from Malaysia.
We speak mostly Japanese though,
at home."
"We speak just English at our house."
It doesn't cross my mind,
how I never call it
h. o. m. e.
****
A.N. Hello sweethearts! Wow, so I have some good news to share with you guys today~
StM reached 5K reads!
Insane, right? I don't know what I did to deserve such a lovely thing, but I want to keep my word and do a Q&A for you all.
If you leave any questions you may have here, then I'll go through them over the weekend and will answer them on Monday's chapter.
I'll be choosing 5 questions that are the most acceptable, so that means they won't give too much away but still be interesting for you all ♥
If you find that your question isn't chosen, please don't feel disheartened! Hopefully, there will be many other chances in the future so please stay and try again the next time round ~
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