XXXIV: Not Good

At this point, I had endured Dae-hyun bugging me in history class by kicking my chair ever so often.

Javier hadn't been bothering me at all in any of our shared classes, which was good.

Marcus wasn't in class again, and I began to feel concern, especially when I recalled his mom who was so sweet and kind to me. But then I remember his dad, and I get thrown off by the idea Marcus supposedly likes me.

I shudder.

I was currently in science class, sitting alone since again, my seatmate hadn't been going to school as of late. We had a bunch of activities handed to us today, and that's apart from all the previous ones we already had. I sigh, thinking of how much work it would be for him to catch up.

Whatever, that wasn't my responsibility though.

I don't care about Marcus.

His mom is misguided, I...

I growl and mess up my hair in frustration. I owe nothing to Marcus. It's still my decision if I want to hel