"My family won't listen to me." He said
"You have the talent for it?" I asked.
"No but I am practicing harder to be flawless." He accepted.
"I think you should give up." I suggested.
"What?" He is shocked.
"Yeah."
"Huh. No way. I never thought you would say this." It shocked him really.
"Really? You won't?" I hinted a devastation.
"I if I fail till nth time, I won't ever give up on this."
"That's what matters, bro. Go ahead. I am with you." My job was done. It took time for him to pit two and two together. And when done, so damn happy.
Good job. Now leave.
"Take care." I started walking to my class.
"You too." Lunch was about to get over.
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"Klevea." I looked up to meet the my teacher's face.
"Please help me with these few notebooks." It was Ms. Norway.
"Sure, ma'am."
"Well, how are things going home." She asked as we reached the respective classroom.
"Same as usual." I replied.
"Thank you, then." She said.
"Your welcome, ma'am."
Now way back to my classroom.
The rest of day went by melancholyly.
Until I reached home.