A loud beep coming from the door of my house filled the silence as soon as I entered inside with Takuma trailing behind me. I turned at him with sympathy on my face and I felt the urge to help him in carrying his things. However, Takuma refused and did not let me help him a while ago when I offered a hand, saying that his luggage was too heavy for me to carry it, especially with an injured hand.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to help?” I asked as my eyes focused on the two luggage in his hands – one suitcase and a hand carry bag. He looked up at me and sincerely smiled while was closing the door behind him.
“Thanks, but I’m fine.” He said.
“How long are you planning to stay here by the way? Why do you have so much luggage than necessary?” I pried, keeping my eyes on his luggag
