"See you around." He said in goodbye tone.
"See you." I replied.
We separated again on our different directions, smile imprinted on my face and it never left one hour ago.
I walked happily, my body ached a little maybe I'm just tired.
Standing at the door step, take a deep breath and step inside.
"Running late..., practice?" Dad voice coming for the living room, he's standing with a water bottle on his hand.
"Yeah, finals in a week." I replied.
He just nodded and walk away.
I grab some left behind pizza on the island , tossed it in my mouth and silently walk upstairs.
Throwing by back pack on the floor, undressed my cloths till only the boxer left on my body.
I lay flat on my bed facing my ceiling, this day is worst than before.
My finals is in a week, I need to work hard and keep in mind that this is my last chance to proved that I deserved to win the play and earn what I dream in years.
I can't ever remember what time when my eyes close on it's own, but I think I spend more than hours thinking about tomorrow.
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Always Be Your Idol
Fanfiction"He is not a ball to play, he is a trophy to win." (Novella, Unedited, 20,000 words-estimated count, lgbtqia+story.) I do dedication, so hit me up on the comment and share this story to your friends.
