I wake up early and go to college. In between classes, I get lost in reading a giant book that the professor suggested we read for a test later this week.
It's good to keep my mind occupied and not to remember that last night despite the wonderful time with Matt I did my best not to make so much noise because Yan would know what we were doing.
''Yan?''
Is this name in my thoughts again?
I take a deep breath and go back to my reading, I promised myself that I don't want to think about him or what we did on Saturday night.
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I arrive at work at 1:30 in the afternoon. It's good to keep my mind busy, so I don't think silly thoughts. It seems to be the only thing that works.
The problem is that here today everything is so monotonous and Kevin, one of the directors
