(For a better reading, do it while listening to this fighting BGM https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R5Ajp_q5UFM ).
Lately I haven't feeling too well, probably because of stress, so, when I had to go to take a test today, I decided I would set my mind in positive and went there in high spirits while playing inside my head cool fighting BGM, as if prepared for a big battle.
I decided this shit wouldn't take over me and that I would fight until the end. I was cool; I felt cool. Almost like I could do anything I wanted; any future I wished for could be seized easily with these bare hands of mine. Everything was predetermined by the dice of destiny, and I was controlling each of the 20 faces of that dice.
For the first time in a while I felt I had an objective clear in front of me, and the stress I had been feeling disappeared completely from my body, and was exchanged by the warm of an intense heat that expanded from my stomach to all of my body, as if I was burning with power.
So I was there, inside of the classroom ready to take anything. My pen on the right side, the calculator on my left, and two blank sheets in the center, each already named and with a number to know the order of pages. I almost felt like yelling at the teacher "Come at me for once, motherfucker".
Test started at 20:00, and when only 5 minutes were left, sensei-chan started naming the people that should be there to take the test. With each classmate that answered they were there, my breath became more and more ragged, as sweat began to strain from my forehead. My nerves told me something was odd, but I kept my cool thinking that I shouldn't give in too early. I was already decided; I had put my guts on this, and I would not yield until the last second. I wouldn't have it any other way. Then, sensei got to the surnames that started with the same letter as mine. The whole classroom freezed, and the tension reached its maximum climax as I sharpened my senses to listen to each of the letters of the surnames.
So, when my name didn't came out, I glared at sensei and asked what the fuck was wrong. Sensei-chan, with a dumbfounded look on his face, asked for my name again, and after looking through some papers, he coldly said I didn't pass the last test and I was out. I couldn't help but keep playing that BGM in my head while wondering whatPost too long. Click here to view the full text.