In My Desperate Time

I’m flustered by his look, as I always would be.

Whitney, as one of the judges of the competition, is two seats apart from me to my right.

She looks over my direction as France’s eyes.

I lower my head uneasily, with my breath being uneven.

“Are you nervous?”

Nicole seems to have sensed that something is wrong with me and turns around to ask me.

Her attitude towards me has literally changed since I was cleared of the last plagiarism. Now the way she talks to me can’t be gentler.

I give her a forced smile and shake my head.

“I’m good.”

“The competition will start in three days, so don’t worry. We still have time to collect materials and get the spark of inspirations.”

Nicole pats my shoulder to comfort me.

As the ceremony moves on, the host invites judges of the competition to the stage.

judges consisting of the

with a benign face. The old lady looks familiar, but I can’t

Whitney stands beside Frances.

a smiling tone, “I heard that you are a couple. Now that the theme of this competition is ‘love’, may

it and I also don’t understand what he is saying,

of it injures

for me to see them being intimate and

audiences are

everyone likes to cheer up for the fun, on

in the cheer, as shy as an innocent

kissed me has printed in my mind. Thinking of his lingering kiss, my lips

smiles at the audience, but I feel he’s smiling

aside and cups her face in his hands, bending forward and laying a soft

bite my

this. His kiss on my lips is always overbearing and wild, without any

to accept the fact that he loves

beautiful and romantic scene of them

feet and say to Nicole with a quite low voice, “I’m not feeling comfortable. I want to go back to the

I leave

the door of the hall, I run slap into