This school year will be at peace. Alteast you thought.

Here you are, sitting on your chair listening to your "Professor's" lecture. This will be not all uncomfortable if one thing didn't exist.

Him You literally entering your Ex's class for a whole dang school year.

At the moment, your test score is being announced and as usual, you failed your math subject.

The papers are now being returned as you got yours, you saw an "F" with a note on it.

"Babagsakin o Babalikan? :)"