"Zimu," Fengyu sat down next to Zimu.
Turning away from him, Zimu didn't want to look him in the eyes.
"This…" A feeling of helplessness rose in Fengyu's eyes.
He understood what Zimu thought and felt.
'When I entered the city for the first time, I thought with the best grades of my class, I could quickly adapt to the stuff and find friends.
But in the end, my best grades barely allowed me to keep up with the lower third.
From being the smartest to not even mediocre…'
Only later, when he remained up all night to study, did he finally catch up with the class. When he finally came out in the top grades, thinking he might find friends then, he realised…
He had spent all his time trying to learn, not understanding how to socialise.
Later in his studies, he returned for each holiday to take care of the farm, saying he was worried about the animals there…
But which young adult would waste his time in some fields when he could be hanging out with his friends?
