I SIT ON THE COUCH silently with my fingers fidgeting and inside shaking. An unfamiliar house, familiar yet unfamiliar people, an introduction, I couldn’t stay still just by thinking about it. The fact that I am alone in this room makes it even harder for me to foresee what I should expect—their reaction.
For the rest of my life, the last time I was this nervous was when I first joined the volleyball team because my mother insisted on. She said that having a sport and joining the varsity team back in elementary would be an advantage for me and good for my body. It is good for my body, but I just don’t want to play it. I was scared that the ball would hit my face so hard that I would end up with a black eye or a bleeding nose, but I had no choice. That nervousness disappeared after doing t
