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.

what defeat was. The more

his grandfather, who had raised him, was critically ill. Without batting

the

gave in to

thought I'd done

later, I realized I had gotten him,

we got together. He still worked every day to earn

money, yet things got

Jordan started

he sold himself

thought poorly of him,

someone

insulting nickname. Content vel

Back and

naive.

hand and said,

still

just They're just

world. I never

year, my family

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255