Ever since he said that, it seemed like a slap in the face to me. I have no right to him. He made me look like from the beginning that I was the one who insisted and chased. I just chose to keep quiet and keep up with the flow of my life.

I ate quietly and I could feel him looking at me from time to time. I felt even more afraid that he might get mad at me again.

"Uh. I'm done. I'm going to school." I wiped my lip and stood up. I picked up the bag and went straight out.

Someone brought me to school. I...