14

A typical first day of school. Few students were already in the classroom. I think we're just around ten in here and this girl beside me has been glancing at my bag every second. I raised an eyebrow, silently asking her why she is doing that.

"Uhm, your bag is just so beautiful. That's Givenchy, right? And it looks legit! That's expensive, isn't it?!" she commented in an exaggerated tone. Her voice caused some students to glance in our direction.

"Hmm. Not really. It's just hundred thousand." I shrugged.

Her jaw dropped, eyes widening. "God! Really?! Are you serious?! That's more than my five years allowance!"

Her wavy shoulder length hair emphasized her small face with some bangs. She looked like a Korean. She's kinda cute.

I just smiled at her.

"Uhm, I'm Camille. It seems to me that you didn't graduate senior high here. Your face doesn't look familiar at all. You went from where?" Her eyes squinted, scrutinizing me.

"I'm from Manila. My dad took me here because... because I like