Baekhyun sat in the cafeteria, alone, munching some unknown potato chips while judging everyone else.

Munch munch.

‘That girl’s make up tho, on fleek.’

Munch munch.

‘such a .’

Munch munch.

‘yes. Talk like you know everything. Your eyebrows are uneven anyways.’

Munch munch.

‘huh, .’

Munch munch.

‘why did they even call me diva duh those things weren’t supposed to exist in college.’

Munch munch.

‘who’s the author of my life anyways. her.’

Munch munch.

Baekhyun asks himself every time, why did he even followed her mother and went to this university. He could’ve gone to a much better one. His grades back in high school was okay. Her mother didn’t even let him take test to those prestigious school. He frowns as he munches down all the unhealthy chips as he continues thinking about all his life decisions and regretting it. He’s 21 for God’s sake and he’s still stuck in this province.

Life in this college, as Baekhyun thinks, . The students seem like they are still in high school. They don’t study, they loiter on the hallways, kiss on the hallways, does everything in the hallways. Baekhyun thinks the only thing they don’t do in the hallways is having . He also have something to say about the professors. Because this is a university run by the government, the professors are quite lazy. No, they are really lazy. Baekhyun couldn’t count the times where his English professor didn’t attend their class only to find him ‘chillin’ at the cafeteria. Seriously. Life in college is supposed to be full of studying and haggardness yet having fun. But no, he’s not having fun. And he’s defi