Save Point? Or Cutscene Before Boss Battle?

It's almost June, the first half of the year is almost over. To avoid cliché, I will not mention anything concerning the speed of the passing of time.

Talking about halves, it's already the second half of my first quarter of the year. Similar to last year, the beginning of this second half is also the time when I suddenly realized, "Dang, I should study."

"And dang, I should fix my sleeping habit."

"Dang, assignments are piling."

Curated (from my journal of low quality contents)

Looking back,

I found five heads, mostly bent down ― either taped to their right hand or facing straight into their phone. Their position made a nice 'l' shape, 'l' for letting everything go. One of the heads looked up and faced straight then. The grey desk probably got boring.

I wanted to have another look back, but doing so repeatedly is plain weird. I'd decided to stop looking back for now.

Facing ahead,

there were more heads and more colors than looking back had, but sadly there were no faces. Although the heads behind me were mostly slumping, looking ahead still had far smaller prospect of seeing faces, compared to when I ― as bothersome as it was ― was looking back.

Nape of the neck, collar of their shirts were no fun. I ended up staring at their ears.