"This is taking forever," Ji-Hun complained as Aiyana passed him back his handwritten personal statement with her corrections now highlighted in the deep red ink of her pen.
"Take heart. This is the last draft, I promise," Aiyana said as she put a hand to her chest in mock pledge, making Ji-Hun chuckle a little. Wyatt groaned from his seat beside Ji-Hun, making Aiyana turn to him.
"At this rate, we'll never finish writing it," Wyatt sighed as he made to write his essay all over again with Aiyana's corrections.
"How did it seem like I was bragging?" Wyatt suddenly asked, frowning as he pointed down at a small note Aiyana had scribbled at the side of his sheet.
"It does," she said, folding her hands over her small chest. Wyatt raised a brow in disbelief and the two went on to bicker for
