His words hit me like a hammer, piercing my heart.
Locke and I weren't just classmates. We sat next to each other for three years.
Back then, he was introverted and didn't talk much.
Because of a little secret I had, I didn't dare talk to him either.
Although we were deskmates, we hardly ever spoke.
During our school days, even though we sat together every day, we didn't really know each other.
Before graduation, our seats were reassigned.
There was no reason for me to keep sitting with Locke.
Just like that, our seats were separated.
Although we were no longer deskmates, I couldn't help but keep an eye on him.
After we stopped sitting together, he seemed more cheerful.
His new deskmate was a lively girl who often asked him for help with her studies. Locke always patiently assisted her.
She liked to joke around, and she could always make Locke laugh.
I felt a pang of disappointment. Locke had never smiled at me like that.
I didn't know why, but I felt a sourness in my heart.
After the midterm exams, the school held a parent-teacher meeting.
When my mom saw my report card, she was furious.
After the meeting, she pulled me aside and scolded me harshly.