I pouted. "I thought you didn't agree the last time I asked you."
He shrugged his shoulders. I sighed hard and put down the uniform on the box. My smile faded, but I'm just so happy. I'm just out of words. For days we didn't even talk about it. Never did we mention 'school' or anything about it. Then all of a sudden, this?
"What's wrong?" he asked with a weary tone. Maybe he noticed my sudden change of emotion.
I smiled lightly and shook my head and avoided his gaze. I fixed the things in the box and started to clean the table without any words. He stood up. I saw from my peripheral view that he's coming into my direction.
"Hey," he called and spoke through my face. I continued doing my thing.
"What's wrong? You didn't like it?"
"No," I said almost in the tone of whinin
