A Story

In this room. There is a black mug. With Nescafe inside. On the desk. Next to the computer table. There is a guy sitting in front of his PC. In the cold and comfortable room. Doing assignment. What assignment you asked ? Well, I don't think you want to know. Back to the story. He did not off the light. As his dad has gone overseas. He is working quite concentrate. And he is not alone. The mosquito is flying up and down. Slow but annoying. He tried to hunt the mosquito. *piak* as he put his hands together in a hyper speed. But Mr Mosquito still there. He can do nothing. He decided to continue his assignment.

*understand?* [J]