Nobody Knows | Jeon Jungkook

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Once again I am sitting in the lecture hall waiting for the professor. I wasn't eavesdropping but overheard a few students talking about how for them the last result is also crucial for the exam. This relieves me to be honest because otherwise, I would feel like an idiot who is the only one in a lecture doing badly. All the students are waiting again for him to hand out the results from the last assignment.

What a surprise.

It feels like my life for the past few weeks has been like a routine and a daily schedule that repeats itself every day without a change. I get up in the morning, come to the university, go to classes, head to the library, and then back to the dorm. I'm not going to complain about the library part, because at least that's the best part of the day.

However, last week was not as fun as usual because Irina was absent. She had told me last week that she had to attend real court proceedings, which led to me sitting alone in the library. And that in turn led to me going back to the dorm early. Funny how Irina is really my motivation to study because without her I just stared around until I got bored.

Or maybe I shouldn't call that motivation but discipline. Whenever I got a little distracted she would scold me to turn back to my book and surprisingly I always listened to her. This girl is really something else.

But I haven't seen her that much this week as well, for whatever reason. She's only been to the library twice, and other than that, she's been off the grid. I've been keeping an eye out for her, but I haven't seen her walking through the cafeteria or on campus. That makes me wonder if she has a lot on her plate because she said criminal law is a stressful class.

I also didn't want to bombard her with messages, I did text her a few times to which she responded, but it is what it is. I don't want to be persistent because she stated that as a requirement at the very beginning.

I sigh, wondering why I am always so hyper and can't sit still by myself, while Mr. Smith comes through the door, wishing us a good morning. Like all other things, his routine is the same; putting down the bag, writing on the board, discussing with us, and the lecture is done. I think I have to live in an action movie to make my life fun, the constant studying is not for me.

But hopefully, that will come to an end soon. If I do well in the last assignment, I will graduate this semester and can finally start working. What exactly I want to do I don't know yet, but once I'm back in Korea I'm sure I'll find something. Maybe I'll work with my uncle for a few months until I find something else, where I'm on my own.

The lecture passes with me taking notes because the professor said that everything we will do in the next few days is important for the exam. I also have to prepare for two other exams set by other professors, but they are a breeze because they are not that time-consuming and difficult. If it wasn't for Irina, I probably would have sunk into my despair of how to do it.

"Okay, class. I have your papers and therefore your final score for the exam." Mr. Smith announces. "The results don't count towards the exam so you don't have to worry about that. You just need to have achieved an average of 50."

The students start talking in a jumble until Mr. Smith calms them down and asks each student to come forward and pick up their assignment. My leg bounces up and down with nervousness, but I try to stay calm. After all, it wouldn't be the end of the world if my score wasn't enough. It wouldn't be beneficial, yes, but I know that at least I made an effort.

The students leave one by one after picking up their papers and I get to the end of the line, ready to pick mine up as well. When it's my turn, I look to the professor standing on the other side of his large desk as he unpacks my assignment from the stack. He looks at my score, the corners of his mouth stretching upward, and I can't help but get excited because I think I managed to make it.