Akira
Monday rolls around quickly and I find myself between chaos of the college. Since Sydney doesn't have any class with me, I left early alone in morning after eating a sandwich, not wanting to face her. I like her, really but she is always happy, so damn happy that it hurts to look at her. It's not that I don't want her happy. I love the fact she is.
I envy her.
Her love and non love life is almost perfect.
I want that for me too.
When would I have that?
Get your butt inside your class and focus!
I groan at the sudden pounding in my head. It's like someone is bashing my head to a wall. I am having this since I woke up. It must be oversleeping. I have a quirk that whenever I am sad or distressed, I'd become sleeping machine and it's kind of frustrating. I have this disease since
