"Do you think it'll be harder to attend the university for the second year?" Khalil, now known as Avery, casually asked Lucia as they lie in the grass in the wide garden outside the manor one afternoon. The space is wide enough for them to enjoy the entire view by themselves, not seeing anyone else, despite the staff's daily busy routine. Or it could also be because the staff chose not to disturb them because he would always seem annoyed when it happens.
Lucia thought for a moment, not breaking her stare in the skies, "I don't know Avery, I've only had mama to teach me ever since, and I don't think I will ever get into a university like you. But I heard you are a bit younger than the rest so it might get difficult."
Avery scoffed, "I'm younger than them because I'm advanced in my learning abilities, for sure I can do it." he countered.
