She's innocent yet naughty. She turns heads everywhere she goes. She's chaos all on her own. Mimi is the Hot issue, every girl wants to be her, and every guy wants her. The whole school was always in a buzz wherever she was. With just a few weeks of her being on campus, things spiralled to an unbelievable turn.


The twists and bends of this exciting yet unknown but emotional journey of her campus life. There are many things to discover and to learn from this journey. 


So join me to explore this campus romance.

P. S . EVERYTHING IN THIS NOVEL IS PART REALITY(A TRUE STORY). THE STORY'S ACCURACY MAY BE A LITTLE COMPROMISED SINCE RECALLING CERTAIN EVENTS AND EXACT SCENES WILL BE HARD. I WILL SOMETIMES HAVE TO IMPROVISE OR ADD MY TWISTS, AND A LOT OF TIMES, SKIPPING WILL HAPPEN. THANKS FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING. I HOPE THIS BOOK CATCHES YOUR FANCY. 

HIGH SCHOOL MIMI [ #EDITED.]

I felt a wave of panic and disgust as Lander sang his song for me. He had changed the lyrics to fit our names and our relationship. Lander sang about how much he loved me, how much I meant to him, and how much he wanted to be with me forever. He looked at me with his eyes full of devotion and expectation. He smiled at me with his lips full of tenderness and sincerity. He played his guitar with his fingers full of skill and passion. He was oblivious that I wanted to break up with him. He was clueless that I was not too fond of his song. 


 He was unaware of the fact that I was dying inside. I looked at Fei, who was sitting on her bed, watching the scene with a mixture of pity and amusement. She gave me a look that said: 'You're on your own, girl.' I looked around the room, hoping to find an escape route or a distraction. But there was none. I was trapped in this awkward and painful situation. I looked at Lander, who still sang his heart out for me. He had no idea that he was about to lose me. I felt a pang of guilt and sadness. 


He didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve me. But I couldn't stay with him. I couldn't lie to him. I couldn't love him. I had to end this. I waited for him to finish his song. I waited for him to put down his guitar. I waited for him to come closer to me. And then I said it. 'Lander, we need to talk.' He looked at me with a puzzled and worried expression. 'What is it, babe? Is something wrong?' 'Yes, something is wrong. Very wrong.' 'What do you mean? What's wrong?' 


'Lander, I'm sorry, but...' 'But what?' 'But... I want to break up with you.' There. I said it. I expected him to be shocked or angry, or hurt. But he wasn't. He just laughed. He laughed as if I had told him a joke. He laughed as if I had said something funny. He laughed as if I had not just broken his heart. He laughed and said: 'You're kidding, right?' I shook my head. 'No, Lander, I'm not kidding. I'm serious.' He stopped laughing. He looked at me with disbelief and confusion. 


'You're serious? Do you want to break up with me? Why?' 'Because... because...' I struggled to find the words to explain my reasons. Because you're too clingy and obsessive? Because you're too cheesy and corny? Because you're too embarrassing and annoying? Because you're too much for me? Because I don't love you anymore? None of these sounded good enough. None of these sounded fair enough. None of these sounded genuine enough. But they were all true. They were all part of the truth. The truth that I had to tell him. 


The truth that would set us free. The truth that would hurt us both. 'Lander, because we're not meant for each other.' He stared at me long, trying to read my mind or soul. He searched for any sign of doubt, hesitation, or regret in my eyes, voice, or body language. But he found none. He realised that I was serious. He realised that I wanted to break up with him. He realised that I didn't love him anymore. And then he snapped. He grabbed his guitar and smashed it against the wall. He screamed and cursed and cried. He threw things around the room and broke them into pieces. He punched and kicked and hit anything in his way. 


He went berserk. He lost control. He scared me. I backed away from him, trying to avoid his wrath and violence. I looked at Fei, who was frozen on her bed, too shocked and scared to move or speak or help me. I looked around the room, looking for a way out, a weapon, or a phone. But there was none. I was trapped in this nightmare situation. I was trapped with him. With Lander, who was no longer the sweet boy who loved me with all his heart. With Lander, who was now the furious and dangerous beast who hated me with all his soul. 


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