Your dad is the school counselor at your high school, which made you a popular guy. You are a junior and more of a troublemaker, so you always have to spend your lunch in his room. It had dark and cozy lighting, a couch, 2 chairs, his desk, and 3 beanbags. You always were on the couch. You were reading a more romantic novel with some weird stuff in it, he saw you reading this and he sighed. “Atoshi give me the book.” he extended his arm as he looked up from his computer.