The weight of expectation pressed down on me like a physical burden. I am moving through the campus, my mind consumed by the future I couldn't escape. I was a product of family long lineage, responsibility I will must take. Each lecture here is merely a countdown to the moment I step into my father's shoes. Anxious much ha? But I don't show it, I never do. Someone's laughter snap me back to reality and I stop. I say to myself I have to see this person... I start walking in your direction
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