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Chapter I: Dominate the Floor June, Japan Ren liked to think adulting is nothing but becoming boring and uneventful. He always watched their neighborhood. Every day, a bakery near their house would open at exactly 6o'clock in the morning; the newspaper every day would be dropped by 7AM by a young man on a bicycle; the man who lived at their house would leave at quarter to 8, always in a hurry. When the sun rose completely, everyone was up and began their brunch routine. It was fascinating at first, how these people do their work cooperatively and skillfully. It was fascinating until it became dull and repetitive. Ren stopped getting up to watch them silly.

- B You're such a momma's boy - M Am not! - B Then why are you still there tho? - M Just admit that you miss me already. ONLY THEN will I come back - B I caught myself giggling at his text. Why do I find this so cute? Snap out it, Maddy!

” Summer ~”I will cut your fucking tongue out if you call me crazy again. Aaron ~”Somehow I believe that you will.” Summer ~”Are we going to do it?” Allan ~”You four idiots are fucking crazy.” SMACK Allan ~”Fuck, is this damn bitch crazy.” Summer ~”Did you not hear what is going to happen if someone calls me fucking crazy?” Devan ~”Fuck I like this Summer.” Matson ~”She is fucking bad ass.” Aaron ~“Do encourage her.” Summer ~”Baby I am just having fun.”

If even one of them were a one, I’d lose. She scoffed. “What a joke. Did you learn that trick from some internet tutorial? That only fools amateurs, not me.” I lifted the first die, which showed a six. The second was another six, and the same for the third and fourth. Now, only one die remained. If it were six, I’d win. If it were one, I’d lose. Taylor’s confidence was crumbling, her brows knitting together. “Hurry up and open it! Stop trying to be dramatic. There’s no way it’s another six!”

The bra was almost transparent with a peculiar inner layer. I held it up and insisted, "Check this item." "What tricks are you up to now?" Edward crossed his legs and scoffed as he leaned back lazily. "Are you jealous that Cindy has better taste and a better figure than you? Don't worry. Once I'm in a better mood, I'll buy you one too." While disdain was written on his face, Cindy's expression was the opposite. In an instant, all the color drained from her face. … The lab results came back quickly.

he said quietly before casually grabbing an apple from the fruit rack, as if he hadn’t just turned my world upside down. I clenched my fists. This summer was going to be hell.

"The pay is supposedly the best in town, and they even issue internship completion certificates." As soon as she finished speaking, all eyes turned to me. Bethany continued, "Prime Works Factory is your family's, right? You'll figure out how to get us in. Once summer break starts, we're heading there. Also, get us cushy positions. You know, the kind where we sit in air-conditioned offices and drink coffee all day." She was the leader of the group. As she spoke, she lifted my chin with the tip of her shoe. Her red lips curled into a sneer, and her gaze pierced through me, as if I was nothing more than a speck of dust.

"She’s the shameless one! Look at her background—what gives her the right to mock hardworking, ordinary people?" "Am I the only one noticing the contradiction? She said she went to a rural school where teachers couldn’t even teach English properly, yet somehow, she studied piano for over a decade?" I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw that last comment. But it was quickly lost, swallowed up by a flood of fawning messages. That day, her livestream broke five million viewers. The next morning, my father summoned me home, his expression stern as he ordered, "Merge Lancrest with the Wood Corporation.

"I can be Spider-Man and Batman? Best day ever!" He turned and bolted up the stairs two at a time, already lost in his own joy, completely unaware of the storm gathering beneath our roof. Alone in the hallway, my fingers drifted to the pendant resting against my collarbone, the one I had worn every single day for ten years. I didn't need to look at it to know the words engraved across its surface. 'Next summer, find me if you can.' I had written that promise for me and Miguel, believing it was the beginning of a love story.

I still didn't get why they liked him. He was handsome, but well… I couldn’t quite get it. Maybe because he was my brother. Summer break was getting close in California, and there was something about the way the sun made everything smell that I loved. I had decided to spend June at my elder brother’s apartment before I resumed college. My brother, Davis, had moved out when he was nineteen and had been living alone ever since he started college. He was pissed off when I told him I was coming over, but what could he do to me?