Seventeen.

DAMIAN.

"You want to go to college?" I asked again, leaning back against the chair. "That's new…" Of all things, she mentioned college. What was up with this sudden and hasty decision? "Why?"

"Because…" Ishtar shrugged, "It's…something new. I want to do something for myself, and going to college seems like a really good idea. You told me to wish for something, genie.." She pursed her lips.

I let out a wry chuckle, scrunching my nose, "So you just want to go to college. That's it? No dream, no passion. Did anyone tell you it's going to be fun? Like a vacation or something? Was it Reiss who put you up to this?"

Ishtar sighed, "You ask too many questions for someone who pretends to be nonchalant. Yes, Reiss talked about college, but he never asked me to go without him or anything of that sort, okay? I just chose to. And I'd like to study art."

"You don't seem like an art person to me…"

"Then what do I seem like to you!" Ishtar snapped, "Someone you can kiss at random and act like it di