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

Whitney and a foreign old lady with a benign face.

Whitney stands beside Frances.

looks towards them and suggests in a smiling tone, “I heard that you are a couple. Now that the theme of this competition is ‘love’, may I ask you to kiss each other in

host is talking in foreign language. I’m not good at it and I also don’t understand what he is

of it injures my

miserable for me to

audiences are already

to cheer up for the

as shy as an innocent

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

the audience, but I feel he’s smiling at

aside and cups her face in his hands, bending forward and

the same time, there are cheerful yells and whistles in the audience. I bite my lips

this. His kiss on my lips is always overbearing and

to accept the fact that he loves

beautiful and romantic scene

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

leave there

of the hall,