Chapter 8: Remember the Past, Forget Your Future Part 1

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“Do you feel like you’re ready sweetie?” My mom asks me, as we drive down the highway, towards our destination.

“Hato, you’ve asked her three times now, give it a rest.” My dad replies, trying to speak for me. Admittedly, I am really nervous, and feel underprepared. Finally being able to attend a school and be with other kids my age felt like a dream come true, and a social nightmare at the same time.

“Well I just want to make sure that she’s ready!” Mom shoots back, before turning onto a road, leading towards the registration building, “Getting an Ultimate Talent isn’t exactly the easiest thing in the world.”

“I know that, but Aka’s stressed enough as it is. You don’t need to pry at her more.” Dad retorts, as Mom huffs silent.