School again

Sweet old private school… makes me think of the old days.

The days where I ripped kids off! and since I'm couple centuries older than them, it'll be much easier-

"I'll be taking this since it's against school rules."

This mother father with white hair like a gran- oh wait I have white hair… never mind. So anyway, this mother father with black eyes that looks like… that guy…

I blinked at him for few seconds until he seemed to be tired of holding my bags full of stuff I was selling, "Look at all those kids waiting in the line for this! you can't possibly take their joy away… I can give you 30 percent of my earnings…" my tone got less cheerful as I went on, but I couldn't help it as those lines made me remember all those stuffs again.

He suddenly froze, then his eyes were in a daze, until he snapped back to open his mouth, "50 or nothing."

"…sure" I agreed- wait WHAT??? fudge that was an automatic response from habit!!!

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(dad's POV)

I rang the bell, it's sound echoing through the empty house.

"Well it seems like no one is here, guess I'll just go-"

The door opened with a click, "Who-… young master Aven?"

That name sounded so unfamiliar… when was the last time I heard someone say it? oh the hospital front desk- anyway, "Oh, someone was in the house? but I'm still not read to confess that after running away from home, I became some mafia boss sorta thing and now I accidentally made a child-"

"Child?"

"Oh sh*t! um… so…" I was busy being nervous that I didn't even realize a car pulled into the driveway… five people stepped out and froze once they saw me. "Why do I feel like someone's staring daggers at me- oh it's not someone…" I stared back and we met eyes… oh sh*t I'm still not ready.