Chapter 42: Say It Again, Cheyenne
Meanwhile, at the FS Club, a beautiful woman suddenly sneezed twice, causing her nose to turn slightly red and giving her a cute appearance. Seeing this, the gentleman removed his blue suit jacket and draped it over her fragrant shoulders. "Is it too cold? I'll ask the owner to turn up the air conditioning," he offered.
Cheyenne shook her head. "No, it's okay. Maybe I'm just not used to the temperature difference coming in from outside." She rubbed her nose and looked intently at Omari.
He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a familiar pattern. Upon closer inspection, she recognized it.
"This shirt…" she began.
"You don't remember? Your school uniform?" Omari smiled gently, pulling a bag from behind him and handing it to Cheyenne. "As an outstanding graduate speaker invited back to our alma mater today for its 30th-anniversary celebration, I saw someone selling these shirts on my way here, so I bought two."
Omari had a little trick up his sleeve—the school uniform he was wearing was actually a couples' outfit. He had deliberately removed the tag so Cheyenne wouldn't know.
Cheyenne didn't think much of it and patted him on the shoulder. "Thanks. By the way, I'm really envious of you guys who have good grades. It must feel great to be on stage giving speeches."
"It is pretty nice. When I stood up there, I thought of you from many years ago," he said with a teasing smile.
Cheyenne blushed slightly and snorted. "That was gym class! Don't you understand the importance of physical fitness?"
"You're amazing for doing frog leaps two laps around the track," Omari complimented her.
"Okay, enough about that," she said dismissively.
It was definitely a blemish on her illustrious history. In junior high school, she had to do frog leaps around the track for coming in last place, while Omari received an award for being first in his grade. He even looked over at her curiously during his speech. He reminded her when he noticed something: "Hey, girl, your comic fell out of your pocket!" And then everyone knew about fourteen-year-old Cheyenne and her adult comic book.