He sits there with both hands on his head.Guilt. Defeat.Failed Responsibilities.and,Locked up Promises.And now what? It was time for him to study. That was the best thing he could do at this moment. Study and get to the top...But that was exactly what he was not doing. Basically he was not able to. Not that he lacked the skill or knowledge, but that...
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