The supper seems like the old days—way more gloomy to be exact. Everyone seems to be busy thinking their own businesses. Julia hemmed to get their attention.
“Oh, sorry,” Ronald excused and get his food.
“School problems?” Roel asked, the only one aside from Julia who is not spacing out though reading his notes while he eats.
“Not really a problem. I was just thinking where to study for college.”
“Don’t you like Eu’s university?” the younger one asked again without taking his eyes away from his book.
“They won’t accept applicants unless they have already reached their quota for their scholars which would surely take months before they announced that they are open for non-scholar students.”
“Then take their exam for scholarship.”
“That one, too, is not that easy.”
