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.

when he reached out

couldn't hold

warning, his

Jasper, watch out!" Jasper's vision went dark, and before he knew

you okay? Do you have a headache?" Sheryl, seizing the moment, wrapped

a ringing in

all he could see was a vague

her

the person Jasper had been desperately

"White...

could finish, his eyes closed, and

Jasper?" Sheryl called his name gently,

fainted at

he was

still asleep in his room when midnight

Rosie arrived, Sheryl took her leave and returned to

Sheryl remarked as she knelt beside

grew up with

seen him

Justin calmly picked up his steaming cup

him to lose his

I only gave

however, took three pills

I admire his courage.

survived it, but for any ordinary person, it would have likely put them in a coma."

up frequently?" "For

the headaches will become a daily occurrence, and he'll need medication to

dependence

addiction?

has always

taking three pills, he hasn't gotten

directly that I plan

but clearly,

Justin's persistent smile since entering the room, Sheryl hesitated before asking, "Sir, you seem to be in