10: Unfold

"You're now in high school. Please, avoid causing trouble."

"Mom!" I blurted, "I haven't caused any trouble since you gave birth to me!"

"Don't get me started, Luna." She shoved my bag on my chest with a bitter expression, "Just behave."

When she turned her back to me, I made a face. She was always hot-headed these days. A little unusual creak or sound could trigger her and yell all day long about nonsense.

Is she already in her menopausal stage? Isn't she too young for it? How old is my mom, again?

Gosh, how could I forget my own parents' birthdays and ages?!

I rushed downstairs. Dad slightly pulled down his laptop's monitor when he saw me at the door of the dining room.

"Come on, your breakfast is ready."

As usual, it's a steak. They always wanted the rare one, and I like medium-rare more. Since I learned that it's their favorite, they seem weirder in my eyes. Their wine also. It has a smell like metal or something.

But meh, who knows? Vico told me before that I'm weirder than my pa