“What’s so fun with reading those textbooks, hmm?”
She tilted her head to the right and his warm whisper was still lingering on her ear. He smiled and tried to closed her textbooks by force, but failed. She frowned, annoyed by his selfish act.
“I do not do this for fun. This is for my future. I want to be an expert who invent new theories. I want to contribute to science and to my nation.”
Silence froze them for a while.
“This is not like yourself.”
“What do you mean?”
“I thought you have more fun when writing a story of me. You spent last night just by writing some scenes and immersed yourself in whole process.”
She shook her head. “Not anymore. I just realized that is a dumb way to use the time.”
“D-dumb?” He looked at her in disbelief. His face turned white. “You aren’t serious, are you?”
“I have never been this serious in my life.” She pushed him away. “Now get out of my head!”