Belle
My mind went blank when he left the sudoku cube on my palm. He then walked to the corner. The toys! s**t. He touched the alphabet block carts. I saw this thing a week ago in a market and bought a pair right away. I had a kind of obsession with these toys. “The top student is asking the last one to be her tutor. Do you want to fail so badly?” He asked as he got busy with the alphabets of the wooden cart, abandoning the colored one. Even though it seemed quite bored, he began rearranging the alphabets, probably a way to distract himself.
At least, he didn't ask me about keeping these toys at this age and change the entire topic.
I decided to forget about the wagons and stay focused. “You can point out my mistakes and I can point out your mistakes. We can help each other.” A cube fel
