The piercing sound of the bell was like a needle piercing my temple.
I opened my eyes and there was an open Chinese test paper in front of me.
Black and white text, pinyin selection for the first question. I was stunned for three full seconds, my mind buzzing, as if something was exploding and reorganizing inside. The smell of ink floats on the tip of my nose, and...
I glanced down at myself.
Blue and white school uniform. There was no scorch mark left by the thunderstorm on his left wrist, but a cheap electronic watch with the date jumping on the screen: June 7, 9:03 am.
College entrance examination.
I'm taking the fucking college entrance exam!
