The School Idol Roommate Breather 4 (1/2)

Breather (4)

A week pa.s.sed by in the blink of an eye and suddenly the exam week was done. Exhaustion flooded over him. So was relief.

The results came in on Friday while the midterm grades were up on a Monday. He had no cla.s.ses on Monday so he spent the rest of the day refres.h.i.+ng his student's page with fingers crossed. He was like a prisoner waiting for an execution.

'it's up. check your page' was Jun's text to him after lunch.

He held his breath, closed his eyes, and hit the refresh b.u.t.ton. He allowed himself a few minutes before opening his eyes bit by bit.

He pa.s.sed.

Convinced that his eyes might be tricking him, he hit the refresh b.u.t.ton a couple more times before taking a screenshot of the page. He had this absurd thinking that if anyone took back his grades, he would pull out this screenshot as proof. He held back a scream. Instead, he pressed his palms over his eyes and rolled around his bed.

But that was not enough.

Still, over the moon with the results, he wanted to share the news so he grabbed his phone and dialed Liam's number.

Then hit the end call b.u.t.ton, plopped back on his bed and smacked his forehead.

'Stupidstupidstupid'