The Journey of Dreamers

We are Fate

"Actually, my grades went down last semester." Reveal Jay-yum sadly.

"I'm very disappointed, why my report value is like that, while my friends and friends who always depend on me get higher grades." Jay-yum sighed.

"And even more terrible." Jay-yum looks at me.

"He's acting like he doesn't need me. Like I need it."

"I'm so upset, I have to fix my grades and try not to drop." Jay-yum is upset.

"We're with Jay." My words make Jay-yum look at me in wonder.

"My grade last semester was ruined too. I don't know why. I cried and cried lamenting my report."

" But then I realized. Crying and regretting will not fix the situation. There is still a chance to fix it. Do not stay in sorrow for too long. Get up and try harder."

"You know, my grandmother once said."

"I don't know why my grandmother had a hundred words of wisdom. And almost a part of that word she told me." I said a little laugh.

"What did your grandmother say ?" Jay-yum smiled a little.

" That fall is not shameful, but it's a shame to stay where you fall."

"Don't let our grades stay like this, we have to prove that we can get even better."

"Waw Vira's. You're making me a spirit now." Jay-yum smiles happily and looks excited.

"There's one more !" Seriously said.

"What is that ?" Jay-yum looks excited.

"You will not feel the beauty of the highest mountain peak if you have never been under the lowest valley. You would not feel the sweetest beauty of success if you had never experienced the most bitter failure." My words imitate grandma.

"Wuih cool !" Jay-yum clapped a little because we were still inside the library.

"In yuk class, break time is over." I said while glancing at the wall clock.

"Come !" Jay-yum returns the books he read to the bookshelf.

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So tired. I want to take a nap but why can't I. Hah, I'd better be safe. I feel bored at home.

"Where's mom ?" Call me.

"Vi !" I was surprised that someone touched my shoulder.

"Momuu, I was surprised." Wryly.

"Where's mom from ?" I asked while pointing at the plastic bag that I was holding.

"Hahhh, surprise well. This ? Mother of minimarket." Mom pointed the plastic bag she was holding in front of my face.

"Why look for mom ?" Mom walked into the kitchen.

"Anu. I went to the park first, yeah."

"Make what ? Meet who ? Who's going there ?"

"Make a road. I don't see who. And alone there." My answer is tiled like a question of a mother with a tubed head dizzying.

"Owh." Short reply mom.

"Grand owh doang ?"

"What does Vi need to do ?"

"Can't you ma'am ?"

"Jaudah there go. The sooner you leave the better." Mom looked at me.

"Gosh, I got kicked out of the story. I'm the burden on my house." I stroked the chest.

"The reality is you're a burden on the house. If you have a home. The house is noisy with your voice." Say mother.

" But if I go home it's lonely, right ? This house will be lonely if I leave. This mother has to me, Dad." My words dramatize the situation.

"Inhumane !" I'm indifferent.

" What are you going to do ? Afternoon again you can't leave if it's late afternoon !" Mom stared cynically.

"Owh, I'm going first. Bye bye ma'am." I walked out of the house.