Summary
I scored exactly 425 on the CET-4, so I asked my crush if we could be together.
His face was grim. “Not even a door.”
I…
His family is so poor.
That night, I had no choice but to climb in through his window.
A breakup scene was playing on the TV.
I wept piteously, like rain on pear blossoms. “Keep the baby. I’ll even take the child’s last name!”
He shoved the window open and told me to get lost.