Chapter 1:Focused in boys
Karpi yigam pov,
This is literally my worst nightmare come to life.
66%. That number keeps flashing in front of my eyes like some kind of cruel joke. I barely studied - not even a full day - and I guess deep down, I knew this was coming. But knowing doesn't soften the blow. It still hurts. It stings like I failed more than just a test. Like I failed myself.
And now? Now my mom wants me to take the science stream - science, of all things - and move in with my aunt to study. She says I'm lazy. Says I don't try hard enough. That I'll never get anywhere if I keep drifting like this.
Maybe she's right. Maybe I am lazy. Maybe I am lost.
She told me if they yell, I should just listen. Don't talk back. Don't cry. Just take it.
So here I am. Stuck between the weight of what I didn't do... and the pressure of what they expect me to become.
As usual, the moment I stepped through the door, my aunt's voice hit me like a thunderclap.
"Still slepping? Dishes don't wash themselves!"
Same script, different day. I bit my tongue, forcing a smile while my insides screamed. It was exhausting-being blamed for just... existing.
But the real test of patience began when I arrived at my new school.
The universe clearly had a twisted sense of humor, because guess who I ran into?
Yep. My old classmates. The same girls who couldn't talk about anything except boys. No hello. No 'how have you been?' Just:
"Omg, look at him! He's like a 10 out of 10."
"I swear he's at least 5,3!"
"Did you see his jawline?!"
I stood there, deadpan. Bored. Irritated. I didn't come here to relive the past-I came to escape it. I wanted change. New friends. Not more shallow conversations and high-school-level boy rankings.
They pulled me into their little gossip circle like nothing had changed.
"Did you hear? A new guy just transferred. He's so handsome. And tall. Like 6'3 or 6'5!" one of them whispered like it was sacred news.
I blinked.
Tall? That tall?
I'd never even seen a guy taller than 5'9 in my hometown. People there were practically born compact. Anyone over six feet was a myth-something you saw in movies or Instagram reels, not real life.
But somehow, the idea of him didn't excite me. If anything, it made me uneasy.
Because when you're used to living in shadows, giants feel like a threat...
