When I’m home, I’m known as the hothead. Apparently, every time I talk, fire comes out of my mouth because every conversation becomes heated. I’ve grown accustomed to believing I am the monster my family says I am.
So lately, I’ve been mean to my classmates. I’d easily get pissed off at miniscule things like lining up, eating or picture taking. I’ve never shouted at a certain group of people multiple times like that, ever. Don’t get me wrong, I love Muon.
And that’s why I guess I easily get mad. Because I see Muon not only as a class, but I see Muon as my family.
So to everyone I’ve ever screamed at in class, please do know that I love you very much (as family of course). I love everyone in Muon, including Miguel. I love all of you equally and unconditionally.
The schoolyear may be over, but definitely our bond will last forever. I’m proud to be a part of this family.