I am just any ordinary guy.
I'm five foot three, part-Korean, and I live in an extremely normal apartment unit with two floors. I eat three meals a day- well, mostly two since I'm always in a hurry. I get mostly average grades, however, I perform best in mathematics. I enjoy singing. Not in public. Though I do play the piano too- sometimes. I have a haircut which on most days looks like an Asian mullet and on other days a grown two-block.. ..which I am nothing without. And yes, I am a certified girl enjoyer.
I am Suzanne Achilla Choi- darn, I hate how my name sounds. Just call me.. you know. Chi. Simple. I'm an incoming tenth-grader. Incoming.
If you aren't aware of it yet, I barely got out of ninth grade. It was hell for everyone. Up until now, I still wonder why I managed to keep my grades quite good. I mean, math and English were the only things interesting among all subjects. I've even had quarterly thoughts that I'd fail at least one subject (which.. I didn't.) It's literally June; summer break's still ongoing and yet I am contemplating on whether I should think of possible science research topics
or waste my time re-answering old tests. I'm genuinely scared of what tenth grade would be like.
The question is, would I ever meet a special someone and call them mine? Or would I get into another great war? Okay, wait- that's too corny.
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Galvanized Steel
Teen Fictionmy attempt at writing these types of stories ahahaha. anyways! (the story isnt based off real ppl!!! if you see some similarities then its entirely coincidential ^^) "my heart, it ached for her- as hard as galvanized steel crushing my chest and brea...
