JONEA
I regretted being angry for no reason at Daran yesterday. I haven't even had time to apologize to him yet. Over the weekend, I kept locking myself in my room and busying myself with things that weren't really important. I'm just looking for a way to avoid Daran and Owen.
I tidied up the books and stationery I had to bring to campus today and put them in my backpack.
"Wait, where's my sketchbook? Why isn't it here?"
I took the cell phone and immediately called Marilyn. As soon as she answered my call, Marilyn spoke at length, telling me about the clothes she had to wear today to go to campus. She even asked me to change the voice call to a video call to ask my opinion on which clothes she should wear today.
"I think blue looks better on you," I said nonchalantly.
"Is it true? Ar
