Class is about to start, and I am not so much looking forward to it today. We have simply beed practising lines for a drama festival, and it's eating at my brain. Trigger words set me singing or quoting lines, and driving those in my social life to roll their eyes and smile politely. but really I know they wish I'd stop. Sorry, kids, I can't.

Sangmyeon, Sangmyeong, my new school.