I have led a complex life withut any assistance from anyone.
So what did I see in him?
Perhaps was it light?
A story where you and Jake/Jaeyun meet at your last day of school.
I accepted what was given to me. No questions made their way through my mouth. I prayed for what my inner self wanted to say to the world to be spoken, and I knew for sure that this wish wouldn't become real, not even in 30 years. But what can I say? God knows what would happen.
Today was the day when I would finally prove my abilities and show the school myself. It was the final exam day.
"I've dedicated the past two months to preparing for this exam, and I feel confident that everything will go smoothly. I have prepared to the best of my abilities."
'Friends' came from left and right, asking for advice on how to pass the exam, which was a stupid move.
All they did was play video games or have fun somewhere, not in school.
"You just study no other option." A phrase I repeated the whole hour for everybody to hear.
Nobody listened.
Why am I even trying?
So I abandoned this idea and went to sit in a corner by myself.
I put my bag pack next to me, and grabbed my notebook, scribbling scribbling scribbling.
Soon after, I heard some rustling next to me, somebody was trying to sit next to me.
"Hey—", it was a male voice, I knew what he wanted, I grabbed my bag and slowly got up saying: "I can't help you with your studies, you had to revise, now if you excuse me—"
"I was just going to ask you about your drawings, though!" He grabbed my sleeved wrist.
Don't touch.
Don't touch.
Don't touch.
"Oh," I took a look at him.
I know him.
He is familiar.
He is that guy from class 12 A.
That popular genius boy.
Jake Sim.
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