''Shit! If this keeps up, I'm going to fail the course!" a young man's shrill voice echoed across the sidewalk beside the busy road of a massive city. He was complaining as though trying to comfort himself.
Close to him is a young man with black hair tied back in a ponytail, who is like a role model of a sharp man.
It was thought that he would give a typical piece of advice as a good friend would, but on the contrary, he merely bestowed his friend a fleeting glance before he sighed:
"Tsk… No worries''.
"Each time you study, it's a one-time review again … At least''
Honestly, the boys always have a unique method of comfort that is different from the girls.
The young man beside him listened, but he looked a bit uncomfortable. He rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"How do you know how I feel? You yourself have never experienced it''
Liam seems to be a perfect man. He always gets high grades in most of his subjects.
