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

a benign face.

Whitney stands beside Frances.

“I heard that you are a couple. Now that the theme of this competition is ‘love’, may I ask you to kiss each other

I’m not good at it and I also don’t understand what he is saying, but strange enough, I understood the request

of it injures

to see

are

cheer up for the

blushes slightly in the cheer, as shy

has printed in my mind. Thinking of

at the audience, but

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

yells and whistles in the audience. I bite my lips tightly, watching him deepen the kiss, as if

my lips is always

hard for me to accept the fact that he

Such a beautiful and romantic scene of them

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

I leave

hall, I run