Puzzled

TWO WEEKS had passed. I totally ignored Brent. I hold myself to throw a single glance at him. I keep myself busy, reviewing for the finals. And I successfully nailed it. The final exam didn’t fail me, it’s not that hard and it’s not that easy. But I’m so thankful that I made it and it was perfectly done.

Here’s a thing, I want to move on, about this damn feeling I’ve felt on him. and I guess, I already did. I deleted his phone number, unfollow him on Instagram, and deleted all the traces of our conversations.

Fate knows my pain and he didn’t let me see him for two freaking weeks. And I’m so happy about that. At last, I made it.

Finals are done. Next is summer. Yes. I’ll enter summer classes becaus