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

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

Whitney stands beside Frances.

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

don’t understand what he

it injures my

miserable for me to see

are already

that everyone likes to cheer up for the fun, on matter which country he

slightly in the cheer, as shy as an

The way he kissed me has printed in my mind. Thinking of his lingering kiss, my

at the audience, but I feel he’s

he turns aside and cups her face in his hands, bending forward and laying a soft kiss on

bite my lips tightly, watching him deepen the

lips is always overbearing

hard for me to accept

wretched. Such a beautiful and romantic scene of

and say to Nicole with a quite low voice, “I’m not feeling comfortable. I

leave

the hall, I run slap into a