The college entrance exam has ended.
It felt a little empty, and I felt strange.
It was awkward for my family to openly treat me well.
As of today, even my older brother hasn’t scolded me.
I just had dinner with my family and returned home to spend time alone.
I switched on the computer, leaving my mind to wander in random directions behind me.
Only CSAT-related content was uploaded to the Internet.
The question was said to be more difficult than usual, but when I took extra points, I got a score similar to what I usually get.
As a result, the expected percentile has slightly increased.
I didn’t feel excited or nervous because of early admission.
I took a look at my phone.
It was past 8 in the evening and there had been no contact from Alan.
Did he read it?
Did he read the letter?
If it were we, I would have been the first to call when the CSAT was over, but my phone was silent.
I should contact him first. I picked up my phone and entered the recent calls list, but somehow hesitated.
Because I know I’ll be going to college at some point, the CSAT didn’t really matter to me, but Alan was different.
Everything was decided for him today in a single day.
But seeing that there has been no contact so far, I was a little worried.
I wonder if he couldn’t come to see me because he didn’t do well in the CSAT.
I didn’t mind if Alan failed the CSAT.
I was willing to wait even if he had to return to cram school.
However, it seemed painful that I couldn’t feel the hit that Alan would feel in such a situation.
I’d like to divide it in half. My thoughts gradually shifted to the possibility that he had failed the CSAT.
Alan was unable to contact me because…
“…”
I made up my mind after holding my phone for a while.
I’ll start by contacting Alan. Let’s meet first, regardless of what he says.
It was the moment I bit my lip and dialed the phone.
Vibrate, vibrate .
Alan’s name was displayed on the phone screen.
Obviously, the phone vibrates, but unlike what I promised to call first, it was difficult to answer the call.
Haaa. I breathed deeply.
I pressed the answer button after a moment of hesitation.
– Jeff
Alan’s voice was the same as usual beyond the phone.
It was low and calm. He wasn’t even excited.
Yes, I replied briefly.
– I’m in front of your house now.
“What?”
– Can you come out?
Of course, I can. I quickly grabbed my jumper.
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Romansa"Let's slowly become adults." Jeff Thanapon, who was in school, suffered from the heat and had to leave early. He runs across Alan Hemmawich, a well-known bully in the alley on his way home. Jeff, who is afraid of him, attempts to walk pass him as i...
