"Will a new class mean, no friends?"
Ever since Crystal didn't make the cut for her desired stream, she is forced to "live with whatever she has". Being alienated by her old classmates, she hesitantly accepts her fate being with NONE of her fire-fo...
Reference: Samsa (Nightcord at 25:00) - Flashback "Hey Crystal," my Chinese teacher said. "It looks like the other Crystal needs help to keep up with the work. Why don't you sit with her and help her?"
I reluctantly agreed as I parted with my new friend and dragged my things to the front. But I was a little thrilled, because this was the first time someone asked me to help others, not getting others to help me. Present day All that enthusiasm of finally not being the one getting helped faded away. Instead, it was replaced by a hell lot of constriction since the other Crystal wanted "a friend" but I preferred "a whole social circle." Our values didn't match. I knew I wasn't meant to be a "care-taker" "so-to-say", but I knew something had to be done. The frustration got so much I broke my water bottle over it.
Hence, I decided to do the daring. One fine Tuesday, I walked past the other Crystal's table and found some random seat at the back. Sophie sat there anyway, so I might have some extra interactions with her. I plonked my bag down at my new seat, and it was probably the best decision I made.
The next few Chinese lessons were much more bearable because of this, and I felt myself getting closer to my classmates. It was also the time I started my webtoon, so people started talking to me about lots of stuff.
#1: One lesson, Fawn and her mother tongue friend asked me why I was crushing on Lucas. I recalled the straightforwardness that hugged me that day, not pierce my heart. Somehow Fawn knew about Lucas, or maybe her old friend YZ told her about him.
#2: Another lesson, John knew about my webtoon and asked me about the characters, to which I replied "based off real people," before explaining who was who. When probed about his presence the story, I admitted I wasn't sure.
Which wasn't wrong, because I didn't know how my school year was going to turn out. More importantly, I didn't expect an opportunity to get out of the toxicity would pop up without me having to be a little rebellious so I don't abuse my own values.
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