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.

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

raised him, was critically ill. Without batting

off the medical bills

gave in

thought I'd done him

I had gotten him, but I had also crushed

together. He still worked every day to

barely used my money, yet things

about Jordan started circulating

sold

of him, and gave

someone

insulting nickname. Content vel

Back and

naive.

his hand and

still optimistic

them. They're just

my own world. I

year, my family went

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