Below the dormitory, Hai Minh was holding a huge bouquet of roses, ostentatiously pursuing me. When he saw me appear, he smiled brightly and called my name so loudly that the neighboring rooms all came out to see. Looking at Hai Minh, I was not moved or had any emotions, just indifferently turned back inside. Tien stood behind me, her mouth wide open in disbelief.

- Hey, why did you reject someone as excellent as Hai Minh?

- I don't know either.

- You talk so annoyingly, she has feelings for you and you don't care.

I could only smile wryly and plug in the hair dryer, the buzzing sound overwhelmed the reproachful tone of my roommate. I was in my final year of the foreign language department, if that unexpected incident hadn't happened, I wouldn't have put my results on hold for a year. In the French class at the end of last semester, Hai Minh and I met. He pursued me very fiercely, even openly confessed his love during the final exam. But unfortunately I rejected him, from then on many bad rumors about me spread throughout the school. The reason is that Hai Minh is a rich kid, handsome and gallant, so he is very sought after. Every time he comes to class, everyone is excited to talk about him.