Aksa's black mini car stopped on the road closest to the field. He could see tens, even thousands of students waiting around the field. They were all wearing white shirts, black skirts, and some weird accessories. Not much different from what Aletta is wearing now.
Aksa turned to Aletta who was still leaning against the car window. The girl's eyes focused on the field.
"What's wrong?" Asked Aksa, awakening Aletta who was staring at the field weak.
"Dad, I'm not sure about my choice," Aletta muttered but caught Aksa's sense of hearing.
"Why baby? doesn't it fit?" Aksa asked while stroking Aletta's hair.
"I'm not so sure about the major that I've taken! I'm a sorry dad... I'm not sure about this major. And I'm afraid to disappoint daddy," Aletta glanced at Aksa. Then next she turned her head back to the field, covering the tears that streamed down her face.
