Even though I accepted Kona's offer to help me, my professors and peers were sceptical about my new research and honestly, so was I. Kona wasn't really my ideal research assistant and the topics they chose were so different from what I normally chose that it was like I was being forced into a box that I didn't belong in.
"Kona, I don't think I want to do this anymore," I said, "It's like you're trying to make me into someone I'm not."
"That's because you're not even supposed to be a researcher, Logan," Kona said.
"What am I supposed to be then?" I asked.
"It's better if you figure that out on your own," Kona said.
"I've never thought about it before," I said, "I always just assumed that I was going to be a researcher."
"And be called a liar left and right all your life?" Kona asked.
"It was more of a following in my family's footsteps kind of thing," I said, "But my interests are strange, so my research topics mostly have to do with the occult, thus putting me in this position in the first place. I'm also a little concerned as to how you haven't been able to use your powers in the days you've been here." Kona sighed.
"It's awful," Kona said, "I don't know why they aren't working." If they didn't appear out of nowhere, I probably wouldn't believe that they're nonhuman.
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