I cleared my throat. I was about to say my name Saphira. But I do not want that name anymore. I’ll use my second name. “Ziara.”

He nodded, his eyes trailing down to the books I have been carrying and my big backpack as he pointed at the university ahead of us, “You’re studying at that college?”

“Yes. First-year under premed. Medical Technology course. ”

He gasped, “That’s a hard course. Are you planning to be a doctor someday?”

I nodded blushing a bit. It’s a bit embarrassing to tell my dream to other people… He then glanced at his watch, “Oh. You must be late in class.”

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