C101 Should I Ask Help From My Father

Chris looked completely confused. “Apparently I’m also an abuser now.” I said laughing.

Chris stared at me. Then he shook his head. “I leave you alone for 2 hours and somehow the internet creates an entire relationship for you.”

Alicia laughed even harder. “Honestly, Brother, you’re becoming famous.” I shrugged. “If fame comes like this, I’d rather stay unknown.”

Alicia looked thoughtful. “Are you really not going to do anything about it?” “No.” I answered without hesitation. “Whoever is doing this wants a reaction.” I smiled. “We know who they are.” “So why don’t we give them a little disappointment.”

Alicia nodded slowly. Then she asked, “If it gets worse, should I tell my father?”

The mention of her father instantly reminded all three of us about the envelopes still sitting in our bags. Chris immediately touched his pocket. “Right.” “The mysterious envelope.” I laughed. “I almost forgot.”

Alicia suddenly looked embarrassed again. “Don’t open them here.” That only made us more curious.

Chris narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “Now I definitely want to know what’s inside.” Alicia covered her face. “Just wait until you get home.” Watching her react like that made both of us laugh.

The conversation shifted to the next day’s plans. Chris suddenly remembered something. “Oh!” “My parents agreed too.” “For Kite Flying Day.”

Alicia clapped happily. “See? Now everyone is coming.” Chris pointed at us accusingly. “That’s only because you two discussed everything in secret the other day.”

“It wasn’t a secret.” “It was absolutely a secret.” “It wasn’t.” “It was.” Their argument continued all the way to the bicycles. I found myself laughing without forcing it.

The evening air felt lighter. The pain was still there. The memories were still there. But it felt like life was slowly moving forward.

None of us realized how tomorrow’s Kite Flying Day would be.