A Typical Day (1)

I followed Luke down the stairs as he opened our textbooks that likely came from his suitcase on the dining room table.

Even my parents didn't seem to be awake at this time since their shifts at work usually started at nine a.m.

It was six thirty and I usually ate breakfast before studying. I tugged on Luke's cardigan to tell him that I was too hungry to start studying.

I was glad that I ate dinner before coming to my parent's house as I was only able to eat half a plate of my mom's cooking before going to my room when I got upset.

Luke handed me the familiar chocolate bar. I refused it as I gave it to him back.

"My mom is going to cook us breakfast anyways, can't we start studying after we eat breakfast?" I started my usual whining to Luke in the morning.

It was unfortunate that mom came down the stairs at that moment.

She rubbed her eyes as if she was trying to confirm what she was seeing was real.

My mom didn't know that I normally dressed this way in the first district and in other districts when I went on missions.

I looked too polished to be just eating breakfast in the morning. My hair looked finely arranged and my outfit screamed that I should be eating at a luxurious restaurant for breakfast at this time.

I went up to my mom and complained, "I'm hungry but Luke is making me study with a plain chocolate bar."

My mom finally shifted her glance from me to Luke who looked equally dazzling in the morning.

My mom apologized to us as she hurried to set the table as she had her usual dishes for breakfast that were already made in the fridge.

Before I could tell Luke to put the textbooks away, they were already placed on the living room table instead.

We quickly began to eat breakfast while dad had yet to come down.

When dad finally came down, he was surprised to already see Luke and I to be fully dressed and ready to go.

"Luke woke me up at six a.m. even though we're not in school today," I complained to my parents.

"What time does he usually wake you up?" My dad asked as my mom was quickly getting ready for work.

"Five-thirty. Since our classes usually start at seven a.m.," I suddenly felt glad that I had a extra thirty minutes of sleep today.

My parents stopped eating in surprise as if even they never regularly woke up as early as I did.

"Then what time do you wake up to get ready for school?" My dad asked Luke after finishing up his breakfast.

"Five a.m." Luke answered as he dragged me to the living room table.

He opened the textbook to where he last left off in our intense study sessions.

"Do we really have to do this here?" I whined to Luke again.

My parents observed Luke silently as they didn't offer me any help.

Luke started to go over all the key points from the lectures from the teacher from this week. I listened with all my concentration as usual as I knew if I failed to Luke's questions where he tested my understanding, the study session would get even longer.

By the time we were finished with the first four chapters, I found that it was already nine a.m. and my parents silently left to commute to work.

"Can't we study in the library instead of using the uncomfortable table in the living room," I suggested to Luke before he continued onto the next chapter.

I was determined to go to library so that I could borrow some manga and light novels.

"It's only a few bus stops away," I tried to convince Luke.

I kept tugging on Luke's cardigan as I knew he hated it when I stretched his clothes.

"Besides, you know that both of us can't cook so we need to eat outside anyways." I added.

When Luke started to search up the directions to the library after my pleas, I stopped tugging on Luke's cardigan.

Since we were ready to go out anyways, Luke just put the textbooks into his leather backpack as I found cute sandals that was the same colour of the dress I currently wore.

We started to walk to the bus stop in our elegant clothes. Thankfully my parent's new house was only one bus stop away from the stop we were walking towards.

When I entered the library that I explored a little over two years ago, my eyes instantly searched for the familiar light novel and manga section.

I found myself looking at the towering shelf all filled with manga as I forgot about Luke's existence as I grabbed myself the continuation of the series that I had in my suitcase.

Before I could go to a comfy sofa to read the manga in, Luke stopped me with a tight grip he had on my hand.

Unexpectedly, I started to cry inside the big library that was filled with college students as most students our age would be in school during this time.

"Just one hour! It's been such a long time since I've visited this place," I started to beg Luke with tears drenching my face.