In the end, my family never ordered takeout. We gathered in the living room as my mom had sliced some fruits as desserts. The plate was untouched by Luke as he watched me to make sure I did the same. Instead, he brought out a plate of a sliced piece of strawberry shortcake.
"You've never been to the grocery store before?" Evan seemed fascinated by the fact.
I shook my head as everything was available through the school cafeteria. Except for the few occasions like social week and going on missions, I never left the school. It was a sad life and a wasted childhood.
"What about cram school?" Evan moved onto the next question.
"We call tutors to my house," Luke answered for me.
"That's right! I suffered through more than three weeks of tutoring!" I complained, almost slamming my hands on
