A Boy

Mike’s POV

Three years had passed.

I have been so busy living my life. Not because I needed money to survive. It was mostly because I wanted to keep my mind busy. I could not let my mind wander and think about Nicky, so I made sure my body was exhausted enough to doze off as soon as I lay my head on my pillow at night.

As a result, my diligence and perseverance were acknowledged, and I was given more opportunities to get busier. I was asked to do more modeling gigs, fitting my schedules according to my priorities.

I might sound crazy, but it felt like fate was somehow trying to lift me up. Because as soon as Nicky declared she would cut ties with me, I was sad, yes, but I tried to understand that we were from two different worlds. Of course, she should not mingle with someone like me, especially when her mom does not agree.

So, I wanted to build an identity of my own. I wished to be successful in my endeavors, not to prove to her parents that I could be good for their daughter, bu