End of holiday.

School had started. Ugh, I was so lazy, as always. 

So... today was like 4months after I started to know that one group called Infinite. I'm still crazy about them. 

I also managed a fanbase on twitter, oh no, I'm really a freak. But none of my friends knew about it.

I only told Cherry about this, she was my best Kpop lover mate. I wouldn't let the others know. Because... they would mock me til the end. 

By the way, a bad thing happened.

My scores got worse recently. If mom found out the reason behind it, she would surely throw my PC, phone and magazines away. 

What should I do? It was not that I didn't study. 

I studied hard, I did my assignments, but I just couldn't concentrate during the tests. 

Their songs echoed on my head. They supposed to be my mood-booster.

Besides, his innocent face kept on bothering me, flying inside my mind. How could I pay attention to the lessons?

During class time

"Hannah, please come forward." Ms. Anne called me. 

"...Yes?" I walked slowly to her table.

She took a paper and I knew that was my last English test.

"You are one of the students with the lowest grade in the class. What happened to you these days? It's like... you're not you."

I saw the paper which was written by a "C" sign. Then I looked down. I felt so miserable.

Yes, I never received a 'C' for English.