Aina thought about it. The question felt like a stone dropped into a deep well. She could hear her mother's voice: "You have everything here. Our family. Our food. Our way of life." She could hear her father's voice: "Opportunities abroad are better. You must think globally."
The girls filed out, tucking away their phones, adjusting their uniforms – the standard blue pinafore for girls, white shirt and green shorts for boys, though most boys wore long pants now. The corridors filled with the sound of laughter, groans about homework, and the shuffle of hundreds of shoes. Budak Sekolah Tunjuk Burit
"See you tomorrow," Li Qin said.