Can’t Win Me Back

Jasper's pupils trembled uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the pain deep within his brain intensified, as if someone was punching his skull from the inside, trying to break free.

"Lyse." From the depths of his mind, he could vaguely hear himself calling that name.

"Jasper. Jasper, are you okay? You look awful," Justin asked in a concerned voice.

Jasper ran his tongue across his teeth and blinked hard, his eyes already red.

"T'm fine," he answered.

Justin continued, "I'm telling you this because I don't want you to feel uncomfortable when I start officially pursuing Ms. Alyssa.

Even though you two have broken up, you were once truly in love." 1 He smiled slightly.

"I don't want you to feel like I'm stealing the woman you loved.

I just hope I can pursue the person I fancy without being influenced by anyone." Jasper's headache worsened, causing dizziness.

Afraid that Justin might notice, he ended the conversation quickly.

"I've already broken up with her.

Whatever you do is none of my business." He turned to leave but froze after two steps.

He couldn't help but ask, "Justin, when did you start having feelings for her?" Justin, his back turned, squinted at the sky, pleased.

"I can't remember exactly.

Maybe it was when I first started envying you— envying the pure romance you had.

It wasn't until I saw Ms. Alyssa crying earlier that I knew I wanted to treat her well.

I can't bear to see her cry." After leaving the rooftop, Jasper dragged himself toward the parking lot.

The cold air he inhaled felt like sharp icicles piercing his lungs, an agony beyond words.

His headache was unbearable, and he struggled to keep moving.

still beating, yet when he reached out to feel it, it seemed hollow—

hold

his

went dark, and before he knew it, he was enveloped in

have a headache?" Sheryl,

ringing in Jasper's

all he could see

white lab coat, had her dark

with the image of the

"White...

he could finish, his eyes

called his name gently, a cold

fainted at

condition stabilized, he was taken

in his room

arrived, Sheryl took her leave

to cause such severe headaches," Sheryl

practically grew

seen him

picked up his steaming cup of

plane crash caused him to lose

only gave him one

took three pills at

I admire his courage.

fit that he survived it, but for any ordinary person, it would have likely put them in a coma." Sheryl was secretly

frequently?" "For now, only when he's mentally

will become a daily occurrence, and

dependence on it." Sheryl

from a drug addiction? " A sinister smile came

has always

three pills, he hasn't

told him directly that I

but clearly, it

medicating him." Noticing Justin's persistent smile since entering the room, Sheryl hesitated before asking, "Sir,