I was reading "Becoming", a book by Michelle Obama, when there's a part where she told us readers that time she was in high school where she didn't feel smart enough to be there. I paused, put my book down, and my mind start to wander to junior high school, when I was in 7th grade and trying my best to be a good student knowing that we got into the school because we had the best final test scores in the city. I was the only student from my elementary school, knew no one except my neighbor who lived behind my house who was also got accepted there. But we weren't that close, well tbh I wasn't close to the boys in my neighborhood back then as all I could remember is that they hated my presence and they always made fun of me. Aand yeah, so practically I was alone in that school. I didn't know how to make new friends and just waited until someone greet me. Tough times, tough times indeed for younger me.. So in the classroom, I sat in the front row, not only to