Palm 6

The real horror was when the girl with streak of white turned to look intently at me presenting from another class over. She looked as if I was the one to fulfill the vacancy of her boyfriend. You could always hear this girl and her friends talking about it whenever they could. The real horror was that after one semester and then near the end of the spring 2016, I was head over hills for this girl despite that I really still liked the art girl. I realize now, I was desperate.