DOUM1
180 Words
Monday morning, I'm ready to attend school. I'm excited to meet new friends, since today is the opening of classes.
I'm wearing my everyday hair-clip and my brightest smile when I entered the classroom, but you, being a big nincompoop, mocked me by telling how stupid I look like.
Once again, you ruined my day, bookworm.
Seconds later, our adviser showed up. She kept talking and discussing what is the importance of rules. You're all listening, while me, as usual, getting bored, second by second.
For me, the only exciting thing in school is to meet your friends and talk how your day, weekend, month was.
Third subject came, and I was mesmerized of our subject teacher that time. His bright face and aura made me more productive this time. I listened to his discussion, sometimes I even raised my hand to answer.
But for you, I was just showing-off because I had a crush on our subject teacher.
Do you have a problem with that? It doesn't concern you.
Just let me in peace, just for a day.
It same goes as you. We shall call it truce-for-a-day.
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