"Where?" Ivy asked curiously."Let's go to the administration building," Mike said."Huh? The administration building? Are we hanging this there?""No. Let's find the feedback box for the dean."Ivy immediately came to a realization. "Uncle Mike, are you telling me to put this in the feedback box that's meant for the dean?""Yeah! The feedback box is nothing but decoration. Even if someone puts something inside as a prank, none of the staff will notice."Ivy started to feel like what Mike said made sense because he looked extremely confident. Mike was older and more experienced, and she realized that she should listen to him.The two headed to the administration building. Outside the dean's office, there was a box meant where students could drop their feedback.Mike snapped his fingers smugly before putting Ivy's card into the box. Following the 'Ping!' sound, Mike smiled and said, "See? I told you that it is just there for decoration. There is nothing inside."Ivy nodded. "Un
There was no signature."Oh, there's no signature on the card so you might need to ask around to see which one of your friends wrote this," Anne continued.Lucas held onto the card for dear life; even without a signature, he knew that it was from Irene because she was the only one who would call him Mr. Lucas'."Isn't Irene dead?" he thought. "When did she write this card? Before she died?""Ma'am, do you know how often the feedback box is opened?" he swallowed hard and asked.Anna shook her head. "I'm not so sure about that. Should I call and ask?""Please do."She picked up her phone and called the dean's secretary and asked the question on Lucas's behalf."We do it randomly, depending on my schedule. I sometimes open it once a month, sometimes once every other month, but I won't leave the box untouched for over three months at a time."The hope that rose within Lucas vanished as he was led to believe that Irene wrote him the message before her death."Why did she put it in
"It's no trouble at all! I go to Bridgedale all the time anyway," Layla said. "It's quite convenient to travel. I want to see your house and pay Hayden a visit!""Oh... Okay! It's a shame that I can't go anywhere until the winter holidays.""You will have a long holiday during New Year's, right? You can go during that time. Your house should be ready by then.""It's not that long.""You can apply for more leave."Ivy shook her head. "I will pay Hayden a visit during my winter holidays. It's not a long wait from New Year's.""Sure! I will take videos to show you," Layla said with a smile. "Are you really going to stop Mom and Dad from following you to school tomorrow?"They had discussed this during dinner, and Ivy had informed her family that she wished to go to school on her own and told the others that she would come home immediately once admission was over."What if someone recognizes them?" Ivy smiled sheepishly. "I don't want to be the talk of the school before school actu
"Mr. Foster, the car is over there, and since the campus is pretty packed with people, it may take some time for the tour to end.""It's fine. Safety first," Elliot said before taking his wife and daughter to the car.Ivy watched as other students walked around campus, and she felt like a tourist as she toured around in a car. The person who drove the car was likely someone who worked on campus, and he explained everything while driving.Ivy listened attentively as she was going to spend the following three years at this university.Half an hour later, they had finally finished the tour around campus and the staff asked if they wanted to walk around."We will walk around on our own, Sir. Thank you so much," Ivy said.Elliot gave the staff permission to leave and Ivy said, "Mom, they are selling drinks over there."The sun was shining brightly, and it was hottest in the afternoon.Avery glanced at the booth where a considerable number of students gathered and said, "You can go
As expected, Ivy seemed satisfied after viewing the first apartment."Mom, how much is this place? I feel like it's a little too big for me. I wish there was a smaller apartment."A sheepish expression appeared on Elliot's face when he heard what Ivy said."Haha. This isn't that big. It's quite cheap, and real estate properties around this area tend to be more spacious. The apartments in this residential area can go up to 130 and 150 square feet! This is already the smallest one," Avery said.The real estate agent did not understand what Avery meant and immediately said, "There are apartments within the range of fifty to sixty square feet that often target students studying at Southern University."Avery, Elliot, and Ivy reacted differently to what the agent said."Mom, he said that there are ones that are fifty to sixty square feet! Let's go have a look!" Ivy said excitedly.Before Avery could say anything, Elliot blurted out, "Darling, that's too small. We will need a place to
[Sure.]"Who are you texting?" Avery asked. "Your favorite dish is here."Ivy loved spinach so Avery specifically asked the waiter to add spinach to the dish."I'm talking to Layla. Layla said she is giving me a drone.""Oh, sure! I can teach you how to use it," Avery offered."Okay!"Time flew and half a month had passed.Ivy had mostly gotten used to her university life.At half past two, she arrived at the lecture room with her classmate. She had selected music as her minor. It was not because she enjoyed music but because she preferred music over art.Once she entered the room, she flipped through her notebook till the bell rang. The door was pushed open and a tall, slender man stepped inside."Ahh!!" Screams filled the classroom. "Eric Santos!"Ivy covered her ears and looked ahead while thinking to herself, "Why is Eric Santos here?"Ivy knew him as a famous idol through his songs and shows but had never seen him in person.Eric stood in front of the classroom and
Inside the classroom, everyone had their eyes on Eric and since he was standing in front of Ivy, they started to look at her as well. As they stared, they thought, "Why did Eric walk toward Ivy all of a sudden? Why is he grabbing her books? Do they know each other?"Eric soon realized how inappropriate his actions were, and he immediately took her book and held it up to the class. "I forgot to bring mine." He lowered his gaze and asked, "May I borrow yours?"Ivy nodded.Eric walked toward the front of the classroom with Ivy's book when another girl shouted, "Sir, you can use my book as well!""I only need one. Alright, let's begin."The classmate sitting next to Ivy whispered to her, "I thought you knew Eric Santos!"Ivy shook her head with a smile."But I have my book on the table as well. Why didn't he borrow mine instead?" The classmate sighed."Maybe he just happened to see mine first!""Oh... You are so lucky. Eric kind of smells nice... Your book is going to smell nice l
The smile on Ivy's face froze and thought to herself, "Eric Santos is Mom's friend? Did he borrow my book today because he recognized me?"She immediately opened her bag and took out her music textbook before flipping it open and tapping herself on the hand.Eric had left a message for her on one of the pages. He wanted to meet her, and there was a number next to his message. She assumed that it was his. "Please stop the car," Ivy immediately said to the driver.The car had just left the campus and had not gone far. Ivy got out of the car and dialed the number written in her textbook.Soon, the call was answered and Eric said, "Hello.""Mr. Santos, I'm sorry, but I just saw your message in my textbook," she said sheepishly."Are you still on campus?" Eric asked with amusement."Yeah. I'm in front of the university entrance.""Okay. I will come to you, then. I'll be there in about ten minutes," Eric said after checking the time."Okay." Once she hung up, she saw the driver wa