"Tracy, I need to apologize," I said, sitting down on the bed beside her."What the hell, Connor?! You spend a month and a half fucking Ria whenever yo... feel like it, and now all of a sudden you're jealous that I even suggest the possibility of us spending Valentine's day apart? I didn't say anything wrong. I was just asking a question that needed to be asked." I know! And I shouldn't have gotten jealous, but I did. There's this part of me that just can't stop worrying that I'm not good enough. Biting my lip stops my smile. Wrinkles form around my fretting eyes. You can do it. Work faster. Work harder. I take too long to solve his problem, he hangs up the phone, after grunting his disapproval. I am forgetting the ones I helped, as negative energy seeps into my head. My light further dwindles. My mind shifts to all that remains. Too much. Not enough time. I sweat. Their unfulfilled needs squeeze my heart until I can't breathe. My fast processor grinds to a halt.Frozen, I disappoint. It was a close call.My mom was trying to cheer me up the next day, but I wouldn't be cheered up. Should I be dead and alive – or just dead and dead?It was in between my drug shots to keep the pain down that I got an email from Cynthia.James,I am so happy to hear that you are alive, but devastated at your injuries.There were 17 dead and 41 injured in the explosion. Thanks to you, I was not hurt. I owe you my life, so I guess that makes you responsible for me from now on. Do not be down about how. Since I am so much taller than them I had to bend a little so that I could have their full concentration. I peered at them coldly above my thick glasses.“Boys, I expect so much from you, you really have to respect me as your teacher! What do you want to be when you grow up? A pervert? Let this serves as a warning! Do not underestimate me, I’m telling you,” I told them fiercely.“In this faculty I am your teacher, your guardian. I am very, very crossed and annoyed in what you two did. I will no.