Late EveningTHE FIRST DAY of high school sucked. I used to love going back to school. It was fun for a short while, when I knew Edi would be there to wink at me and ruffle my hair after every class. Evelina too.
The yard was buzzing with students, as always. It felt foreign though, just like my perspective. I felt like I was looking from too high up, especially after the latest growth spurt of the summer. I’d filled out too. Apparently, all it took was a year and a half of dedicating most of my free time to karate lessons, and my own private workouts.
I was only a green belt, so still a noob compared to Edi or Victor or some of the other advanced students, but I had time to catch up. That didn’t change the fact that I felt a little surprised whenever I looked into the mirror. I wasn’t a
