During that time, I lost contact with Spencer. He, who was busy talking to Monica on the phone, had no time to care about me.
The dorm became my purgatory. They said love words ambiguously day and night. Each word of their conversations tortured me.
They sighed that they should have met each other earlier. Getting along very well, they often talked late at night.
I tossed and turned and looked at the dark ceiling. I felt nauseous. Since I couldn't fall asleep, I decided to get out of bed to study.
When I turned on the lamp, Monica sobbed. She put on her clothes, got out of bed, and walked out of the dormitory.
The door was half-closed, and her cry came from the corridor.
"I don't know how I offended her. She turned on the lights in the middle of the night to study without considering that others in the dormitory had to rest. I couldn't fall asleep with the light on."
"Spencer, why did you befriend Daisy? Don't you think she is as lifeless as a robot? She is silent every day. The only thing she knows is how to study."