"Did you packed all your things, honey?" 

"Yes mom."

"Your underwear? Your clean clothes? Your toothbrush?"

"...Yes, mom."

"What about your watch? Your girly kit, hon?"

"It's all done. Mom."

"Then what about Mr. Talks-alot---" I briefly snatched the old thing out of my mother's clutches. She even wore that teasing smile that I hate so much! I put that thing inside of my backpack then sighed exasperatedly at her. She only replied with an innocent smile.

My God, woman! She shouldn't dangle my thing up in the air just like that. What if our neighbors heard her or something? It wasn't bad that I was still using a teddy bear to help me fall asleep. It's because of my insomnia that I relied for an object to help me. Well, mom suggested that she could hug me to sleep and I'll have one of those cuddles of her just like the old times she said but I'm all grown up okay? No need to babysit me or something.

"I'm just going to miss my sweetheart for two months, that is all..." I heard a sniffle.

I saw my mom, Sasshi, wiped her tears on her shirt as she explained why. All I could do was to open my arms and welcome my mom up for an embrace.

"Mom, literally every year when I was fifteen we are doing this." I said for a matter of fact.

"But it doesn't hide the pain that my baby will go away." Sh