The semester goes on like nothing happened. I haven’t even been able to move on from everything that happened during the retreat and now we’re back in school again for the third semester. I sighed, I had more plates to pass – more than what we need to pass for the previous semester.
“Hikaru, I can’t do it anymore,” I sighed and leaned my head over his shoulder.
“You always say that but you still do your best Nami-chan. Stop saying that. You’re good at your course. Don’t give up on it. You can be the next Zaha Hadid if you keep doing a great job.” I feel him pat my back but I don’t sit back up. My heavy head needed his shoulder. “Besides, you promised mom you’re going to renovate our company when you graduate.”
I looked up to Hikaru and laughed. “You’re right. I’m just sulking up becaus
