"Christ! You look like a zombie! What happened to you?" Delilah asked Rachel when she met her in school later that day.
Rachel felt it was stupid to cry over a guy, so she showered and came to school. No matter how distorted her emotions were, she had to take her studies seriously. But who would have thought she would start crying on the taxi to school and now her face was swollen with her eyes looking puffy.
"I'm fine."
"You are not," Timi said, appearing beside her. He had just finished his classes for the day and was about to go home.
"Why did you cry?" Tiki asked, looking concerned.
"I said it's nothing. I have to go now. I need to go to class, and I also have to select my paintings for the exhibition tomorrow and submit them. You are going to come, right?" She asked, changing the topic.