The first week of school was finally over as Victor put his bag down in his room. It was Friday evening.
"How would you rate your week, dear?" Grandma Lala scoops some rice for Victor.
"It's pretty cool. Not that much has happened yet." Victor smiles.
They both ate up and the whole weekend Victor was busily working with his homeworks and projects.
"It wasn't like this a year ago." He chuckled as he struggled with his work.
"But I have to work." He sighs.
He worked on for a while. What's supposed to be time for Kyrell became time for work. Victor was afraid he wouldn't be able to meet Kyrell again this year. He then remembers the semestral break and the December break. It seems to give him relief.
He thought that he was still struggling as he was new to this much of a workload
