~ Claire's POV ~
I need to work hard. I need to maintain this scholarship that I got. I want to help my sister. I want to share responsibilities with her. There is never a single day when I saw her happy after the disappearance of our father. I was too small to even remember that day when my father just left us. There is a reason why my sister is scared to trust anyone and I am well aware of it. She doesn’t share much with us, but I know that she wants to do her best for us.
I was scribbling something on my paper when suddenly, I felt someone’s presence near my desk and when I looked at the person, I just sighed in frustration.
Why is he here again? How many times do I have to tell him that I am not interested in talking with him, but he is so persistent that I am getting tired of him
