After the incident, I couldn't speak or face them. I'm furious when they don't trust me. Yet on second thoughts, they just choose what's best for me yet I become a vicious daughter. And with a heavy heart, they move back to New York to resolve the issue of the company along with our grandma, who's currently recuperating in New York.
When I saunter in the corridor, I feel the student's eyes glancing at me as I have something on my face. I glimpse but they look away.
"Again? It was like my first day. I've been here for 1 month?" I whisper.
I just shrug thinking that they aren't looking at me. I go to my first class and sit beside the window. After a minute, a woman walks in my direction with a wide smile on her face. My brows furrow, thinking if she knows me even if we're classmates in all my schedules.
"Hi, Minsoo!" I smile at her.
'What is her name again?' I ask myself.
"Sorry, I know you don't know my name. I'm Cleo Miller." She grins.
