MY WORLD
The afternoon breeze greeted me, sitting in front of the study table. The sound of parrots in the backyard reminded me to relax quickly. I can't believe it, and time goes by so fast. It's been two years since I came back to this world—the world where the story of my meeting with Cloud begins.
I'm now busy compiling my thesis and typing my final college report on my favourite laptop. I saw myself wearing a sleeveless red knitted shirt and knee-length blue jeans. I rolled up my hair like a bun so it wouldn't feel hot. You know, the weather is hot. The dry season has come to greet this country.
"Hopefully, this thesis will pass without having to revise it."
I save this important document on my laptop and then lay back on the chair. Perhaps because I was too excited to graduate on time, I neglected my health. My back feels sore all over.