I wake up at 8:00 A.M in the morning, I am an hour late for classes. I go to the bathroom and look at the thing in the mirror, a man I despise, a week since I last met him.
I go into the shower and I finish within five minutes. While there all I can think is of what would I be when I forget to feel the rain.
I brush my teeth, so as to not offend my batch mates. I don't comb my hair, for I do not care for how they look.
I would go for breakfast but they are already closed. I at last take a deep breath, and walk into my class, I am kicked out for my first class.
I wait outside for my second, and when the bell rings, I walk in and sit in the back seat away from the rest. Counting down the minutes to completing another day as an outcast.