(COTE): Imbecility

CHP 6:sleep with a side of self-doubt

So, basically our class got 0 points. The moment I saw no points deposited into my account, let's just say...

That certain annoying memory rushed into my brain again.

Stupid. I was- and still am- so stupid.

My eyes flickered to that cursed piece of paper on the board once more as I was snapped out of my daylight stupor. Test results. They were of a test we took days prior to April. Sketchy, sure, but we were reassured of the lack of bearing it would have on our report books.

(But then where would it bear meaning?)

72. I had 72 marks out of 100.

28 marks lost to nonsense. I learnt the material before- almost in another lifetime but I did, I spent hours memorizing it, spent so much time writing and writing until my wrists ran sore and smudged blood.

" If this were a real exam, nearly 20 of you would've failed-"

Sure, I wasn't anywhere close to failing but I may as well have been.

Exhaling deeply, I found myself zoning out. Who cared if we weren't getting points? Furthermore, who cared if we were defects?

Because we- no, I- deserve this.

I couldn't sleep that night. Or the next, really.

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A/N:

Eh, an entire year? Hah, my bad lmao... I forgot :3

Anyway, forgot the plot, writing from memory. Not rewriting bc i'm lazy. Let's run w/this horrendous writing, why don't we?

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