Got a call from Junyang yesterday. It ended up with me trying to contact our classmates.
And that fateful night (that’s last night), I dreamt that we were all back as students of Nan Hua Secondary School.
The same old (demolished) building. The same old classroom that we studied in, as sec 4 students. The same old uniform that we wore. The same old classroom layout. The same old faces.
On the chalkboard, are updates of each and everyone of us. Latest contact number and where we all are working.
Oh man I miss you guys. Shall we have a get-together soon?