chapter xxxiv.

I promised her I'll be fine.

But she is insisted to go with me to school to report it to the principal what is happening to me.

So
I
let
her
be.

I know she is really worried about me.

I went to my room and seat on my study table after our discussion.

I started to open
my notes
and
study.

Then,
I
realized.

I'm not totally free.
I'm still doing
what I'm doing
in the past.

I study 'till
I'm passed out.
I'm still
playing the piano like
I'm not good
enough.

It's still carved in my head.
engraved in my soul

That's what I need
to be the best in everything.

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