Chapter 6

Since staying at the hotel, I had been thinking about moving.

After a few days, I finally found a new place.

This neighborhood felt safer than the last one.

I also submitted my resignation from the club, which was a huge relief.

Keith once said that joining the club would help with social connections and make things easier once I entered the workforce.

So I had been part of this club for two years.

But the truth was, I didn't like socializing at all.

At the time, I joined to keep myself busy and stop thinking about my father, so I followed Keith's suggestion to sign up.

Not long after I submitted my resignation, Keith called.

"Why do you want to quit the club?"

Keith's voice sounded colder than usual.

"It's written on the application form."

"Eliza, you're about to be a senior. The position of president..."

Keith went on and on about the downsides of quitting and the benefits of staying in the club.

But I remained firm.

He sighed and finally gave up.

"Fine. If you want to quit, and then quit."

In class, my friend Rose secretly leaned over to gossip with me.

I quietly listened, but suddenly my face froze.

She thought, "She's always trying to get close to Keith, saying Keith likes her. Now that Keith has a girlfriend, she's probably going crazy.

If it weren't for trying to talk to Keith, I would never have stuck around with Eliza, that delusional girl, for so long..."

My fingers curled into a tight fist, and I stared at the textbook in front of me, letting out a bitter laugh.