'Is Adrien Rider secretly an Uchiha?' 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 seemed 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 know if he's being stubborn or he actually doesn't know. But whatever it is, he's not meeting my gaze.
"Do you want to talk about today's society?" I said looking at him. I tried to see what he was thinking about and why he acted nervous, but I came out with nothing.
"I don't know, let's do whatever you
