My Itty Bitties

1. Mystery Box

Chapter summary: A mysterious box appears out of no where and you want to open it! But your roommate says you should wait until Friday to open it, just in case someone comes by and asks for a missing package.
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June was the end of a seemingly endless torture that was known as school. College students, on the other hand, had to stay and attend their classes in hopes of grasping a degree. You? You didn't have to worry about that. With a fortune left by your grandparents, you try to spend your time idly attending classes with minimum work effort.

Your parents weren't pleased they you gained the riches and own properties from your grandparents on your mother's side but they couldn't do anything about it as it was illegal to take it without your consent. Life was hard, of course. So you often tried to please your parents in anyway you could—getting a degree and not relying on your grandparents fortune was the only thing they're willing to accept. As the gifts and such would be brought with the money you've been handed to. A degree would mean that you had worked for it, something done by your hands alone.

Now, you weren't stupid. You didn't go on a shopping spree high on wealth and properties that could be worth more than you. You stayed vigilant and proper to prove to your parents that you weren't so over your head with the new found wealth. Instead, you fed your unhealthy attractions to video games of all sorts, putting studying aside as your grandparents had already taught you the difficulties of math, history and English.

Exams were a thing, sadly. Which meant you'll be buried deep within books in attempts to catch up with the schooling system. Math was easy, History was just lessons that were learned and you practically lived the English language.. Your other subjects weren't as easy though as your grandparents didn't think they were important enough to get you through life without any difficulty. Boy, they were wrong.

Self-indulging yourself in books, you flipped through the pages, reading and rereading paragraph after paragraph while occasionally writing now notes on the small slip of paper that was allowed in the examination room.

Humans, to you, were interesting bunch. How many times has the race started between chaos and terrible decisions been crossed? Many troublesome people in the past that were once alive rained blood and destruction. While the others tried to change the world for the best with their harmless experiments and inventions.

You flipped through another page of the history book. Nearly finished twitch the fast-study session before the exam starts. Writing down a few more notes and you shut the book with a soft 'thud' coming from both ends. A happy smile on your lips as you placed it on the ever-growing pile next to you, a cart filled with other books for your classes near the armchair sat. Besides it was a long lamp with a green coverup and gold accents. The arm chair was rustic, much like everything in your Grandparents cabin; where your parents resides in.

They didn't want the mansion, neither did you, so you did what you could—you sold it to someone durable. Of course, you took your grandparents prized possessions and stored them safely in the cabin's attic. From your grandfather's prized suits to your grandmother's favourite pearl earrings.

You thought about selling the vacation home, the beach house and the forest property. But maybe you might need it? Or maybe you'll give it to your children one day.

The forest property had to stay. Most definitely, why? Because you grandfather (the jokester he is) had buried a box of money somewhere around the mass of land. Somewhere between northwest,he said.

You shook your head of your grandfather. He was always the one who cheered you up when you fell. Putting the books back one by one, your hand lingered on Six of Crows. a favourite of your parents. They didn't let you read The Crooked Kingdom until you finished the exams. Not that you'll complain, you tend to get lost within a video game or book.