I really didn’t check it last time. I went crazy again because of Go Yohan. This is insane. I should probably organize the notes for the quiz tomorrow. After all, it’s said to be heavily weighted for the grades. I've already memorized everything, but who knows? At least I should skim through the lectures I’ve heard to calm myself down.

“The test is from 9 tomorrow… if I do just four hours, I can still get a little sleep.”

I rubbed my forehead harshly with the palm of my hand. I pushed away the strange drowsiness that was seeping in and pulled the chair closer.

“Ugh.”

A short yawn slipped out. I lowered the hand that had been pressing my forehead, covering my mouth, and sat down at the desk, opening the book. Now I really just have to organize things. But once I sat at the desk again, immoral thoughts exploded like fireworks. What the hell am I doing? I stared at the white sheet of paper covered with dense writing, muttering to myself as if to remind myself.

“I’m going to grad school, right? I can’t be doing this.”

After mumbling a few more times, I grabbed my forehead and forced myself to read the notes I had written. However, realistic thoughts fluttered briefly before vanishing like a mayfly. This was all because of the small footsteps I heard from outside.