I remember back in school, I used to sneakily read novels during class. I've lost count of how many times my parents were called in. Every time, my homeroom teacher would point a finger in my face and ask, "You spend all day reading this stuff. Are you going to make a living off it in the future?"
I never imagined I'd actually be trying to make a living by writing books now. Haha, I guess some things in life are just fated to be!
