My teacher Nah he's my husband novel Chapter 3

The next day of school everything went well except that he feels weaker than he would. He looks paler than usual. Break time just ended and it's time for physic. He climbs down the stair from the rooftop slowly. As he made his way down, he started to feel dizzy. "Why is this stair moving?" He holds his throbbing head as his vision becomes fuzzy. He pushes the heavy door with his remaining strength and right after that, "Mark!" all he can feel was his body floating before everything went dark.

Slowly he blinks as his vision filled up with the bright light. "You're awake?" He heard a voice from his side. "It's you again." He said as he sees the same man from before.

"How are you feeling Mark?" The doctor came in from the door. "My head is hurting." He said as his head feels way too heavy and hurting. "You're sleep-deprived and lack in nutrition Mark and the main reason you faint was because your body can't take it anymore, it's tired, I advise you to take a rest from any work if you have and any study if you do and give more attention to what you eat." He gives a small nod at that.

"Excuse me but how did I end up here doctor?"

"Your teacher brought you here." That lifts his eyebrows. "Teacher...who?" The doctor looks at him in disbelief. "Him." She points at the man beside him. "You're a freaking teacher? I thought you're some trespasser or something." That man laughs at him. "That's why you should focus in the class kid. I'm your new physic teacher, Jackson Wang, and sir is enough. So, nice to meet you, Mark." He smiles at the pale boy.

"I'm not a kid and nice to meet you." He gives the man his not so sincere face before he turns to look at the doctor. "Can I go back now doctor? Laying in this bed is a bit uncomfortable."

"You can, and for tomorrow, I give you the permission if you want to take a rest at home."

"Thank you, doctor." Slowly he sits up and stands by the bed. "I'll be going first and thanks for the help sir." He bows at them before making his way out of the medical office followed by Jackson.

"Mark." He turns around and looks at his teacher. "I'll take you home so wait here."

"Oh, no thanks, I can go by myself." The truth is he doesn't want Jackson to see his living area because it is surrounded by clubs, drug addicts, gangsters and what more.

Single teardrop down his face. "Why did I end up like this what a sin have I done in my life mom...dad..." With a shaking body, he cries helplessly, finding an answer to the never-ending question.

Later that night he skips his work and went back to his house. He buries himself underneath the blanket on the bed, crying while debating to end his life. Every time he thought of that, his mom's words would always come to his mind.

"We live for a reason honey, whatever hardship you are facing now will come to its end. God has many things in store for the future, so whatever you are dealing with, just stay strong and fight till the end."

He remembers how he would always complain to his mom when he lost the hide and seek game with their maids. He always wonders why his mom would always speak about complicated things but now he knows why.

His crying becomes harder. Soon he falls asleep with a tear stain on his face.