Mark Lee is the resident bad boy and a well-known bully at school. But despite his rebellious façade, many girls still fall for him. He doesn't, however, fall in love with anyone because he believes he's just not capable of loving someone.
Or so he...
This morning was beautiful. I don't know why I used that word to describe this day, but it just felt like it.
I woke up feeling groggy and a bit annoyed because I needed to go back to school.
I, Mark Lee, am going to attend make-up classes for the whole vacation because apparently, my grades are too low and I have too many absences.
The school called my dad and explained to him that I need to make up for my grades or else I won't be able to move up to twelfth grade in the coming school year.
So, I was given a choice to go back to school for the whole month of February to pull my grades up so that I could proceed to twelfth grade, or I won't be able to graduate in time.
Great. Just great.
But even though that was the case, this morning was still beautiful. I felt like something good was going to happen today. I didn't know what yet, maybe I'll find out later.
I wasn't excited to go back to school, but I also wasn't disappointed or anything.
I just felt good.
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8:16 a.m. My schedule was the same as my regular classes, but I didn't have Arts, Homeroom, Math, Music, and P.E. classes, so dismissals were earlier for me. And for that other student that I heard will be taking make-up classes together with me.
I wonder who it is.
I was put in a regular room on the first floor for all of the subjects that I have to make up for. At least, that's what the teacher told me at the faculty room when I arrived at school.
I walked in the hallways leading to Room 1-A, where I was told to go and wait. He also told me that my fellow classmate was already there.
I was just about to wonder who it was when I arrived at the door of Room 1-A, which was partially opened.
At first, I thought there was no one inside. But when I opened the door wider, a girl was sleeping on one of the desks by the front row, head resting on her arms.
Whoa. She's early... Wait.
I recognized the long black wavy hair, but it was tied neatly behind her head.
