I sat back down on my bed. "No, it's a good ti. I just ca back from campus."
"Campus? How were your classes today?"
"Mid-term exam results ca in, and I got an invitation to join a competition. Just regular stuff. How about you?"
"Regular stuff?? Haha..." Alice laughed softly. "What about ? Emm... this old hag of a professor was pretty pissed off at because I didn't print her stuff for class."
"Classic... what excuse did you make?"
"I couldn't co up with anything..." Alice's tone shifted slightly. "Anyway, I'm calling because I wanted to ask you sothing."
"What is it?"
"When will you visit Boston again?"
"Hmm... it might be a few months."
"...Alright, just wondering. By the way, I never asked—what are you studying?""
"Economics."
"Makes sense. So, what will you be doing today?"
"Actually, I was about to go play so basketball when you called."
"Oh? You play basketball?"
"Just started not too long ago. I t so guys on the court and we've been playing since. How about you? How do you spend your free ti?"
"Free ti? What is that?" she laughed.
"Sounds like you're busy. Studying law must be hard."
"Yeah... I'm either in class or studying in my room. Not much room for free ti, really."
"Not even for a movie?" I asked.
"Emm... now that you say that... I'm a fan of codies. Maybe I could find ti to watch sothing."
"If you're into codies, I'd recomnd Interstate 60. I think you might enjoy it."
"Interstate 60? Okay, I'll check it out." she said, and then her voice beca more serious, "So, Jack, if you don't want to say, you don't have to, but who exactly are you? I an... what were you doing in Boston, what are you recruiting people for?"
"I can't tell you all the details, but I own a company, and I was in Boston to take care of so formalities and headhunt for so people. A Finance student at Harvard caught my attention."
"Wow... No wonder you're always busy. Thanks for telling . It's nice to hear what you're up to."
"It's boring though."
"It's not... Well, I should let you go to your ga now. I have a revision to do as well..."
"Thanks, Alice. It was good talking to you. Good luck with you studying."
"Have a great ti on the court! Oh, and... can I call again?"
"Sure. But I'll be busy from Friday to Sunday."
"Alright. Talk to you later!"
"Bye."
I ended the call.
I did what I planned and headed to the court to play so ball. Hana wasn't there, but the ga was still a blast.
When we finished playing, I headed back to my room, and I saw that I had a new ssage on my phone.
It was from Charlotte.
Charlotte: "Up for dinner at the Dining Hall?"
I quickly typed out a reply.
Jack: "Sure, just let shower."
Charlotte: "You need to help you?"
I shook my head.
Jack: "Not really. I'll be there in 15 minutes."
I entered the bathroom for a quick shower. Once I was clean, I changed into a fresh set of clothes—casual but presentable.
On the way, I saw Chloe with a guy in tow.
When she saw , she waved enthusiastically.
I gave her a quick nod.
If the guy was her boyfriend, I hope he will be good for her, or I'll rip the legs out of his ass.
Just kidding... I'm not her father after all... Though her father did look like the kind of guy who would do it in my stead.
Now that I think about it...
She never really seed interested in that way... If it really is her boyfriend, then... It was a long ti ago, but that love letter that I got on my birthday—if it wasn't Chloe and it also wasn't from Ashley... soone else must have sent it to .
Interesting...
I walked further, and as I entered the dining hall's parking lot, a red motorcycle drove into the parking lot and ca to a smooth halt right in front of .
The driver was a woman, around 5'8'' (173cm). She had a helt on, a black and hot pink leather motorcycle jacket, as well as tight black riding pants. Her figure was graceful, with curvaceous hips and shapely legs.
She dismounted the bike, reached for her helt and raised it over her head.
She stood the motorcycle on its side, put the helt on top of it and then she reached both hands into her short jet black hair, giving it a playful ruffle.
She turned to look at , her dark brown eyes eting mine. "Good evening, Jack," she said, her lips curling into a warm smile.
"Hana?" I blinked in surprise.
The pretty Korean-Arican girl unzipped her jacket and slung it over her right shoulder, revealing a thin, short-sleeved blouse over her white tank top.
"What? You don't recognize ?" she asked.
'Till now I only saw her in baggy clothes...' I thought.
"I won't lie. I'm a bit surprised to see you on a motorcycle."
"Motorcycles are my thing... Are you heading to dinner?"
I nodded. "I'm eting a friend for dinner."
"Can I join you?"
I smiled. "Absolutely. But I don't know what my friend will think about it."
We walked into the dining hall together. My eyes imdiately found Charlotte, sitting at a table on the other end of the hall. She was wearing a cozy blue sweater, her dark brown hair tied back in a ponytail.
Hana noticed looking and followed my gaze. "Is that your friend?"
"Yes."
"Girlfriend?" she asked.
"Not really."
"Not really?"
We made our way over to her table. As we approached, Charlotte looked up, her eyes widening in surprise but imdiately going back to normal. "Who is it that you brought with you, Jack?"
"Charlotte, this is Hana. I've been playing basketball with her lately. Hana, this is Charlotte." I made the introductions.
Hana glanced at Charlotte. "Nice to et you. I hope I'm not intruding."
Charlotte shook her head. "Not at all. Let's go order sothing."
After ordering our food, we returned to the table and took our seats. Hana settled next to Charlotte on the opposite side of the table.
As I sat down, I took a closer look at Hana.
Her appearance struck as a bit different from usual—she had on more makeup than she normally did, and her hair was tidied up neatly. She also clearly got a manicure job.
I decided to ask, "You usually don't wear much makeup, Hana. Did you have an important eting or sothing today?"
"Oh, you noticed?" She gave a slight laugh, shaking her head. "No, there wasn't a eting. I actually just had a conversation that made do so thinking. I realized that it's much harder for a woman to get respect in the business world. So, I figured that only by presenting myself with confidence would I ever succeed."
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