This path was undeniably challenging, but regardless of how tough it might get, I was determined to give it a shot. I had faith in myself!I overheard Yvonne boasting to someone, "Oh, come on, Nash is just a guy others hype up. In reality, he doesn't know anything; he's just a bit of an art geek."O

Mrs. Xander walked in followed by our homeroom teacher, her face stern and icy."Who is Yvonne?" she demanded, her sharp gaze scanning the room. None of the students dared to make a sound.Yvonne, seated next to me, furrowed her brow and swiftly tapped a few times on her phone, then stood up calmly.

I paid no attention to all of this and dedicated all my time to my studies. Whenever I encountered something I didn't understand, I would seek guidance from my teachers. My parents even hired a private tutor for me. After school each day, I focused on strengthening my weaker subjects.Following the

"Nash, can we talk?"I didn't want to get too close to him, so I stood three steps away. Nash looked somewhat impatient."What's up?"I went straight to the point. "Mrs. Xander asked me to talk to you. Nash, considering Mrs. Xander's feelings, I advise you to endure it a little longer. SAT is just a

I closed my eyes. "Just go, Nash. Pretend we've never met."After that day, Nash and I had no contact. Even if we ran into each other at school, I ignored him and pretended not to see anything.I immersed myself in my studies, practically going from home to school and back, squeezing every minute to