"Who's she?" He asked, pointing at the girl.
"Oh that's Melissa," I said and he gave me a questionable look. "Remember the girl you pushed in the cafeteria the other then."
"Hn." Was his only answer as he put both his hands in his jacket pocket. I looked at him a little "shocked" at his response.
'Is Adrien Rider secretly an Uchiha?' That was what came to mind, but I immediately dismissed my childish thought.
"Now, let’s proceed on our project," I said while signaling him to sit on the couch. He did as told and sat quietly looking all over the living room. He seems to capture every detail in the living room on how he was concentrated. "What do you want to write about?"
He only raised both of his shoulders and looked the other way; meaning he didn't know what to write about. I don't kn
