miza was always the smartest girl, she was the smartest girl of her family, the smartest girl in her school

she was probably the smartest girl in Japan, but as everyone thought it was all good, she actually hated being this smart

everyone always wanted the best from her, but when she met you, it was like she was free

you didn't judge her or juice her smartness away you actually cared about her

so she started dating you, but you, you were the dumbest person probably alive

but that didn't stop her from loving you any less, in fact she loved you more that you were a bit...dumb

you recently asked if you could meet her family, of course she agreed to it, but inside she was nervous

the most nervous she's been in awhile, not because you weren't good enough, but it was her parents that were the problem

her whole family was smart, and they hated dumb people or people who acted too careless

and that's exactly what you were, but still she agreed and hoped it went good

now there you and her were at her family's dinner table eating pasta, miza sitting next to you, her black long hair in a bun, her black eyes looking at her pasta, her glasses propped on her nose

she felt her mother's glare at you, and her father's scoff

Miza's mother: "So miza you're dating...her?"

miza looked up and saw she was motioning to you, who was eating your pasta with a huge grin

Miza: "Yes mother"

Miza said nodding, as she squeezed her shorts underneath the table

Miza's mom then turned to you and put on a frown

Miza's mother: "So, are you smart?"

Miza felt herself go tense as she froze, and looked at you from the corner of her eye

Miza's mom: "Cause if so I have some hard questions for you, to prove if you're really smart or not"

Miza's mom said with spite as she looked you up and down, as her husband, sat next to her and sighed rubbing the bridge if his nose