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.

are three judges consisting of the

old lady with a benign face. The old lady looks

Whitney stands beside Frances.

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

good at it and I also don’t understand what he is

of it

me to see

audiences are already

that everyone likes to cheer up for the fun, on

cheer, as shy

kissed me has printed in my mind. Thinking

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

her face in his hands, bending forward and laying a

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

never kisses me like this. His kiss on my lips is always overbearing and wild,

realize it’s so hard for me to accept the

Such a beautiful and romantic scene of them makes

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

I leave

hall, I