Book12 Chapter4.

I still remember that it was freshman year.

Jordan was wearing old, faded clothes. He stood among the freshmen, looking

out of place.

He was visibly poor.

But also visibly upright.

I liked his cool, clear tone when he spoke.

I also liked how his thin eyelids drooped when he looked at me.

Jordan was in desperate need of money. Even the financial aid for poor students

was taken by someone with connections to the counselor.

After one evening class, I aggressively grabbed his soft hand.

"Jordan, I like you. Be with me. I've got money. We can share my living expenses.

If that's not enough, I'll pay you just for a kiss."

Of course, he refused.

back then, my life was smooth sailing. I didn't know what defeat was. The more he refused, the more

had raised him, was critically ill. Without

the medical bills

gave

thought I'd done him

had gotten him, but I had also crushed

worked every day to earn

used my money,

started circulating

said he sold himself for

poorly of him,

someone

insulting nickname. Content vel

Back and

naive.

hand and said,

was still optimistic

They're just

my own world. I never realized Jordan was

year, my

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