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.

he reached out to feel it,

hold on

warning, his

dark, and before he knew it, he was enveloped

Jasper, are you okay? Do you have a headache?" Sheryl, seizing

ringing in Jasper's

eyes with great effort, but all he could see

in a white lab coat, had her dark hair tied neatly in a

the image of the person Jasper had been desperately trying

"White...

Before he could finish, his eyes closed,

his name

fainted at the

his condition stabilized, he was taken back

asleep in his room when midnight

her

cause such severe headaches," Sheryl

practically grew

seen him so

picked up his steaming cup of

plane crash caused him

emotions, I only gave him one black

took three

I admire his courage.

but for any ordinary person, it would have likely put them in

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

the headaches will become a daily occurrence, and

dependence on it."

a drug addiction? "

has

three pills, he hasn't gotten

I told him directly that I plan

but clearly, it triggered

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