I used to have one crush back then at school. He was my motivation for going to school early, just so I could get to sit close to him.
Turns out that I also have a rebellious younger step brother, who always had a trick up his sleeves.
One day, following a heated argument between us two, my step brother had spread glue all over my seat. And that day, I was unfortunate enough to wear a thin chiffon gown.
I had entered the class that morning, so oblivious of the thick glue on my seat and had sat down with style.
Wanting to impress my crush, I decided to show him that I’ve got not just beauty but brains.
So I stood up to answer the teacher’s question, I felt a little bit of friction as my dress tore away from my body.
And that’s the story of how I switched school.