Dear Ms Lady Demigod

5 8 Make You Wait For Me

Blair slept at the table after completing the work. Akagi covered her with a blanket. "You can't give up, Blair. Fight for who you want to become—It's your life, after all, you decide if you want to be controlled or not. Don't leave behind any regrets, humans have a short life after all."

He left the room and she slowly opened her eyes. When she went back home that morning, her parents asked her where she had been, "To a friend's place." She told them.
"Who was it?"
"Akagi Scheczalier"
"You're friends with Akagi Scheczalier?"
"Yeah?"

"Just friends?"
"Just friends," Blair narrowed her eyes. Her parents looked at each other, "Just date him!"
"What?"
"He is so rich—He'll keep you happy."
"Happy? Mom, I wanted to talk about something."

"What is it?" She looked at them, "Nothing. I'll go to bed,"
"What about college?"
"I'm not feeling well,"
"Did he do something—"
"Akagi is not like that,"

Next day, she went to college and saw Akagi surrounded by other students. He was difficult to approach and hardly ever alone. Then, one day came to her, "My place at six,"
"Okay," He left. She arrived at six and he was again not there. He came back at seven, "Why do you call me at six when you are busy?!"
"What should say—It is nice to make you wait for me."

"Shut up!" She blushed. He gave her another bundle of manuscripts, "Type it,"
"My neck hurts from that day,"
"My laptop too."
"Nevermind, I'll do it."

He usually called her over for completing his manuscripts. She would come at six and leave at nine. It was like a part-time job—Except that she was not being paid.
"Akagi," She whispered and he looked over from his book. They both sat under a tree, looking at the football field, "I got selected for the national team. They need my parent's signature to allow me in. I'm scared to bring it up to my parents. I know they won't like it."
"Not everyone needs to like you. Don't make sacrifices for your career,"

Talking to him gave her strength and finally, one day, she brought it up to her parents. They were both shocked to hear about this,
"Blair?"
"I want to become a footballer."
"This is ridiculous! We spent so much money on your literature classes and now you just want to drop it?! You're going to waste all your young years for nothing,"

"I have wasted them for everything,"
"Blair—"
"What's more important, money or my happiness?"
"What has happened to you suddenly?!"
"I have realised that this is not what I want. I'm not made for this then why should I do it? I don't even love literature—I love football,"

"Why didn't you tell this to us before, Blair," His mother asked.
"Because...You would get angry just like right now. You won't understand,"
"Of course it'll make us angry!" Her father got up and left the room.
His mother signed on her form, "Just do whatever you want,"

Feels free.

She ran towards Akagi and hugged him while he sat under the tree, "I got into the team. I talked to my parents."
"How did it go?"
"Dad is angry but it's okay. It isn't the first time I've disappointed him. I'll manage that."

"Good for you," Akagi looked back into his book.
She smiled at him, "Everything is in place,"
"That usually is the sign of something dramatic about to happen,"
"Oh shut up with your negativity!"

Blair got busy with practising after that and Akagi would call her occasionally for doing his manuscripts.
"Today's the last day you come here,"
"Why?" She took a sip of her coffee while sitting in his room.
"The book is completed after this—I'll give it to the publishing house,"

"You won't write other books?"
"Yeah but your payment is complete."
She looked at her empty cup, "Akagi,"
He looked at her, "What do you think about love?"
"Makes good romance books,"