The School Idol Roommate Mr. Hungover (1/2)

“How are you ?” Jun snickered beside him as they walked towards the cla.s.s.

“Ugh. Shut up.”

Of all the things that could be said to him, his recent drunken adventure was the last thing he would like to hear. As it turned out, the rustling of papers he thought he heard in his dream was the sound of his cla.s.smates answering the exam. Because he got drunk with Zy the night before, he was so sleepy that he actually fell asleep during the exam.

“Ugh,” he rubbed his eyes, harder than he should have. He was sure that he flunked the exam. He did not want to know his grades.

“Wait,” Jun grabbed his arm and pointed at the bulletin board. “Look.”

He pointed at a white note on the board with Aki's name on it. The more Aki read about it, the paler he got.

“The Dean wants to see me?” He stared at his friend, wide-eyed.

Being called at the Dean's Office was a lot worse than just receiving a bad grade.

Jun clamped a hand over his shoulder. “See you in cla.s.s.”

Aki stared at his friend and nodded. He knew that this was a path only he could take.

As he trudged along towards the office, a lot of things went through his head. None of them were good. In all of his years as a student, this was the first time he was called in the office. He could not be more embarra.s.sed.

“Come in.”

Aki poked his head first before going inside.

The Dean was a middle-aged lady who treated every student in the department as her children. Aki liked her. He used to attend her cla.s.ses and despite being strict, she was good at explaining abstract ideas and theories.

“Do you have any idea why I called you into my office?”

Aki shook his head.

She stared at Aki, worry clouding all over her features. When Aki remained silent, she pulled out a piece of paper from her drawer.

“Here are your last sem's grades and here's your exam last time.”

Aki glanced at the papers in front of him and looked back down. He knew those numbers too well. He would be lying if he said that he was not expecting those results.

“Your grades had a drastic change. You were once one of the department's top student.”

Aki bit his lower lip.

The Dean studied him for a while. “Is there something wrong? Do you… have problems at home?”

“No, maam. Nothing like that.”

The Dean knitted her brows at Aki, which made him want to dig a hole and bury himself. She was a great professor and Aki did not want to disappoint her.

After a while, she sighed and took out another piece of paper.

“This is the list of students who got a scholars.h.i.+p for this sem,” she paused for a while and studied Aki. “Sadly, yours got decreased to 50%.”

Aki looked up at her with a start. She only stared back.