C, the God of Gaming (7)

Cheryl picked up another potato chip, took a bite, and then looked at the head coach. "Oh, okay."

Then, she saw the head coach pacing back and forth in front of her as he looked at her earnestly, looking like someone who wanted to ask her something yet didn't dare to.

"… Coach, is there something you want to ask me?" Cheryl asked.

The head coach coughed and said, "Um, I'm just asking about this casually. I am absolutely not insinuating anything, nor am I looking down on you! But, well, what kind of university do you think you can get into?"

After speaking, the head coach wanted to give himself a tight slap.

What was he even asking?

The teen obviously looked easily embarrassed. What if the young lady couldn't even get into a university at all? How was she going to answer him?