36 Mocha (1/2)
”Hey.” I said.
”Hello.” Hazuki replied with a small voice.
”Let me guess, you are teloported to this world as well?”
”Hai.”
”So you are fully Japanese?”
”No-Just my mother. My father is American. And you?” Hazuki studded in beginning.
”Chinese.” I replied. ”You look about the same age as me, how old are you?”
”Um...17.” Hazuki answered after a brief pause.
”I see.” I nodded slightly. ”How about you guess mine?”
”Um...” Hazuki looked up and down at me for a moment. ”16?”
”Ha! Most people say that, my Asians genes keeping me young. But no, I don't actually remember my actual age. But what I do remember was that I was in Uni, so I at least must be 18...” I rubbed my chin.
”I see.” She replied.
Silence.
”I am sorry I am awkward at conversations.” Hazuki spoke up again.
”That's fine. I used to be an awkward person as well, in fact for 4 years I didn't have a single friend in grade 4-8.” I replied.
”That must have been really rough.”
”It was rough indeed.” I paused, feeling the rest of the memory is missing. ”Anyways, do you know how to make mocha?”
”No unfortunately.” She replied softly.
”Alright let me show you then.”