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Eli Cheng, you rubbish!

Promise yourself!

Study harder!

Get into HKU, okay?

Yes!

We can always talk things out.

There is no need to get physical.

If something's on your mind, you can tell me.

You can also tell your family or your friends,

but you can't just push someone off the stairs.

Are you okay?

Van Gogh.

This is how your friends call you,

so I'm also calling you Van Gogh too.

Sometimes teachers and students can be friends too.

They are not my friends.

Neither are you.

Please call me:

Vincent.

Okay, Vincent.

What happened here can get you a demerit.

How about you go write an apology letter?

Say that you are sorry for hurting "others".

There's no need to find my "mother".

She's not in Hong Kong.

Stay focused!

I said you should write an apology letter.

Say that you are sorry.

I can then tell the Principal you're regretful,

and perhaps we can avoid the demerit.

There's no such need!

I'd rather get a demerit.

Bethany, bring him to the Principal's office.

Honey: "Is the hippo at your place?

I want it back. Have you signed the divorce papers?"

"...I want to leave this world"

The janitor said he found the letter at around 6 p.m.

It was after school hours,

so we couldn't figure out who wrote this.

Let's find out which student is struggling with mental health,

and ask that student to seek help from Halena.

It's hard to teach the kids nowadays...

They are so fragile and now one threatens to jump off a building?

"I'm worth nothing to anyone..."

What I'm most worried about is that students may follow suit.

"I'm worth nothing to anyone..."

Nonetheless, I suggest we keep this a secret.

Public exam is coming up in a few months...

If words get spread out, I'm afraid...

it will affect the students' emotions

and also their academic progress.

We must go under the table and find out who wrote the letter

without publicly talking about this.

Before we find out who it was, there's nothing much we can do.

There are times one gets confused with their emotions.

We've all been there before, haven't we?

When I was young, I was a misanthrope too.

Let's hope this was just a...

plagiarized piece of work from the Internet.

It's actually well written.

Even students from my elite class

might not be able to write this eloquently.

Perhaps it's not as despairing as we think.

Not as despairing as we think?

You fucking think this letter was copied from the Internet?

You think it's all a joke?

What if it's real?

As you said, exam is coming up in a few months time.

What if during the study leave,

the student jumps off the building?

A student is about to commit suicide!

How dare you say such bullshit?

You're the vice principal, for fuck's sake!

Mr. Cheng?

You've been silent this whole time.

Any thoughts?

I suggest to seek help from a trustworthy student.

After all, we teachers won't know

the students as deeply as they know each other.

Today, I looked around the classroom.

There was no one that I couldn't let go of.

I just want them to notice that I'm gone

without judging me.

Even my ex-boyfriend didn't know.

I'm sick of this life most of the time.

I'd brighten up a little when I'm in love,

which was the only time that I could leave this feeling.

But nobody should share this burden with me.

Some of the classmates who knew me...

may be upset for a day or two.

Some teachers may grieve for a week or so.

My mom might find it hard to take for a few years,

but she has my father with her.

They will pull through eventually.

Some people

are curious of how things will turn out.

They are able to persist in bad situations,

live through it...

and continue with their journey.

I'm not those types.

It means nothing to me how the world turns out to be.

I'm just exhausted with life.

I can't sleep,

and am drained just thinking about ending my life.

It doesn't matter how good a relationship is.

It will deteriorate over time.

Criticizing and hurting each other are all we are left with.

I'm worth nothing to anyone.

I would be easily forgotten,

and it's for the better.

Understood.

But Mr. Cheng,

Why would you believe it's a girl who wrote it?

She wrote about her ex-boyfriend in the letter.

Halena, can we show it to her?

Even so, it could also be a boy.

"I'm worth nothing to anyone. I would be easily forgotten."

Dear Diary,

my name is Eli Cheng.

I'm your new owner.

I've decided to write an entry every day from today.

Because yesterday,

I went with my parents to watch my brother perform at school.

Don't blame your failure on misfortunes.

I was born poor.

But,

I was more hardworking than the rich kids.

Opportunities favor the prepared minds.

Hard work might not bring you success,

but laziness definitely leads to failure.

Thank you!

Thank you, Chairman of our alumni association:

Senior Counsel Mr. Hung Cheng.

Please also give a round of applause to his wife,

Mrs. Heidi Cheng,

who donated a hundred thousand dollars to

the "Joint School Event: Walk for Millions".

What a performance, Alan!

I hope he could keep up this standard academically

and studies at HKU, like Felix.

He's been doing great, always in the top three in class.

Make sure to keep it up until University.

Mr. Principal, any advice on bringing up a bright kid?

Felix has this habit of writing his diary every day.

It really helped with his language studies.

He would often show me what he wrote,

which enhanced our father-and-son relationship.

Looks like you should start writing your diary

and share it with us,

okay?

Mom, your cup of water.

Thank you, Eli.

It's "glass"!

Huh?

It's a "glass" of water, not "cup"!

Don't speak English if you don't know the language.

What a piece of rubbish!

"PIRATE"

"Hang in there!"

"One day, you'll grow into the person you want to be...

Don't give up!"

You signed the return slip.

Don't you dare to say it's not your idea.

Where on earth would you get the money?

You want your credit cards cancelled?

I told you it was a misunderstanding...

Our son has written my name instead of yours.

I just signed those return slips as he gave them to me.

You think I'm an idiot?

I know what you're up to.

Would you ever miss chances to steal the spotlight?

If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can say.

I'm not done!

Think you are so great?

Remember this,

I own everything in this house!

Don't!

Don't you dare think having another kid will save you!

Please!

We're lucky to have one that's smart.

What if you give birth to another idiot!

What are you crying about?

You think it's easy to be the breadwinner?

I'm the one making money!

And I haven't drop a tear yet!

Why aren't you asleep?

Reading comics?

Reading comics?

Reading comics!

Reading comics!

Read it!

Read it!

"Hang in there!"

Yes...

Continue to sleep. You'll be more focused after getting enough rest.

No! I must get up!

Look at you,

looks like you've got a bad hair day.

Freak!

You want to buy that?

Fat Principal said

writing in a diary can get me as smart as his son

and therefore into HKU.

Starting today, I will be writing every day,

and hope my grades will get better and better.

My dad would then stop beating me.

Where should I start?

Let me start with an introduction.

Dear Diary,

my name is Eli Cheng.

I'm your new owner.

I've decided to write an entry every day from today...

Hang in there! One day, you'll grow into the person you want to be.

Now that you are keeping a diary,

soon you will achieve more than your brother and father.

Is that possible when you're always distracting me?

Shut up!

You shut up! What time is it right now?

Go ahead and sleep. I'll protect you.

The monster under the bed wouldn't dare to come out.

YOU are the monster!

I helped to make all these.

Omelette is for mom.

Right, honey,

any updates from the new school?

Dick keeps asking if we'd be moving to Kowloon Tong.

What new school?

I can switch school? Great!

It's your brother, not you.

Which school? I want to go there too.

He's going to Wa Salle Primary School.

You?

You're lucky to be able to stay where you are.

Mom and dad

I promise

in the next exam...

I would get into...

top ten.

What if I can really do it?

Then do even better.

Getting into top ten is too hard for you.

How about this? If you get into top fifteen in your class,

you get the same pocket money as your brother,

and I'll bring you two to Disneyland in California.

Alan, you have to help push your brother, okay?

You can't go either if he fails.

Then we definitely won't be going.

Great! It's been two years and three months...

since the last time we've been to USA.

Your calculation for these things are so quick.

Why isn't your math as good academically?

Here are the results of Eli's last exams.

He did quite well with Chinese, scored 61. English, 54.

He could do better with Math though, 48.

So what's his ranking?

The 29th in class, through the same grade he's...

Forget it, I know he didn't do well in his exams.

Eli, do you normally feel a lot of pressure?

I'm sorry.

Miss Leung is asking if you feel a lot of pressure.

No... I don't.

What you are studying next year will be the same as this year,

but you still need to study hard.

Okay?

Miss Leung, what do you mean...

by next year being the same as this year?

Eli said he has informed his parents...

He has to repeat a year...

and cannot proceed to the next grade.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Thank you for your help.

Don't mention it. We've known each other for so long.

Thank you.

Alan, I'll be seeing you next week.

You guys are back?

Come here, Eli.

This is Principal Yeung from Wa Salle Primary School. Come and say hi.

Hello, Principal 'Leung'.

Eli, Lina will take you out for dinner tonight.

We will be spending time with Principal Yeung.

What about Alan?

Principal Yeung would like to know more about Alan.

You go for dinner first.

Lina, take him to dinner.

Take a bite.

I'm sorry... please don't.

Please don't... I'm sorry...

Running away?

Please don't... I'm sorry...

Running away?

I'm sorry...

Running away?

I'm sorry...

Listen to what you just played.

Do you hear the difference from Alan?

Do you hear it?

Yes...

Mr. Cheng, It's not like what you think.

This song is hard to play even for adults.

The left hand has to play the eighth notes

while the right has to play triplets...

How come Alan can do it then?

Different people have different capabilities...

You have to play the entire song next time.

Take it easy.

"Rêverie" is really hard.

Not everyone can play it right from the start.

But dad has already paid for so many months for me to learn.

A few months are not that long.

It's very long.

Amongst all my students,

You're one of the most hardworking kids.

So what if I'm hardworking?

I'm not like my brother, who is smart.

Everyone's different.

I want to be just like my brother.

If I can properly play the entire song,

does that mean I can be a teacher like you?

I will be a good teacher in the future.

Even if my students hand in their homework late...

or play the piano badly,

I would not punish them.

I will ask them...

Is there anything upsetting you? or...

What stopped you from doing your homework?

Like that.

I'm not a teacher at school,

but I do think Eli...

will grow up to be a good teacher.

Why?

Because...

you care about your students.

You believe yelling is not the only way.

Your students will listen to you,

because you treat them well.

Let's do this again. You play the left hand.

I'll play the right hand, okay?

I really like Miss Chan.

Although I still suck at playing the piano,

with her encouragement and support,

I believe I can play the entire song by myself soon.

Just like her,

I can become a good teacher.

Weren't you really brave last time?

Are you mute now?

Eat the mud, van Gogh!

Why are you so quiet?

You got a little fight in you!

Your mum gave birth to such a piece of trash!

Running away?

Trying to run?

Stop!

Stop!

Van Gogh, get up!

I was always fighting at school when I was young.

Switched schools three times in four years.

I was not a good student.

It is normal to have emotions,

but van Gogh,

we must learn to deal with these difficult situations.

Do you understand?

Mr. Cheng,

mind your own business.

The entire school knows you got divorced.

Why are you still wearing your ring?

"I'll continue to talk to the students. Do you have any news?"

"No..."

I heard from Mr. Lai that

you haven't participated in PE class for a year.

You were either having your period or were not feeling well.

Bethany,

we have discussed about other students,

but you seldom talk about yourself.

Why are you not joining PE class?

I know what you guys are doing.

I didn't cut my wrist.

Really, I skip PE class because I'm always ill.

How long has it been since you last let yourself out freely?

You can spit out anything,

especially things you can't say at home.

Halena, it's your turn.

Emm... I'm good.

I think I'm not as stressed as you both.

I'm okay.

Bethany?

My scars are not new.

The problem I had was resolved and I don't want to bring it up again.

I also don't want anyone to know that I cut my wrist.

But that doesn't mean...

you didn't write that letter.

It really wasn't me,

but I like hanging out with you both.

Maybe I just want to talk to someone.

Thank you for spending time with me today.

So... who could have written it?

Could it be van Gogh?

Mr. Cheng, please stop calling him van Gogh.

Do you know how Vincent got this nickname?

Vincent has hearing impairment.

Although it's quite mild,

he and his family don't want anyone to know it.

People call him "van Gogh"

because Vincent van Gogh

only has one ear.

Van Gogh

Can you hear today?

You have to use sign language,

or speak louder!

You fucking deaf...

Do I need to speak even louder?

The monster is enormous this time, but I'm not afraid!

It's your turn to think of what to eat tonight.

Wait a minute.

Oh no, I'm suddenly really sleepy.

Why are you mimicking a man's voice?

I forgot to tell you, I'm cast as the male lead this time.

Really?

Yes!

Congrats!

But do you mind changing back to your own voice?

Stop interrupting my sleep!

Prepare to die!

He even arranged them by date and country.

I've never seen this kid this organized in his homework.

Do you need to talk to his parents?

Yes, he was caught selling porn videos at school!

It's too loud.

You're turned on?

I'm sorry.

Stop telling me you're sorry!

Why?

Why are you still keeping secrets?

Even we're married?

Now you say you are not ready and

it's not the right time yet.

I thought you'd be happy...

I thought you will be a great father.

I'm sorry...

You will never be ready.

I'll go to the doctor tomorrow.

Dear Sherry,

It's been a while.

Are you still working as a voice actress?

I hope I can still hear your voice

on television.

There's something I want to tell you.

Recently, a student of mine...

wrote a suicide note.

I've been trying to find out who wrote it.

There's a sentence in the suicide note that

"I'm worth nothing to anyone..."

reminds me of what happened when I was a child.

Which tankōbon are you on?

I'm really studying!

Reported by Scarlet Nip.

Local news: A man jumped off a building in this morning

and was declared dead at the hospital.

The deceased is popular local manga artist Tse Wing To.

He was known for his best-selling manga "PIRATE" which

has a record of two hundred thousand books sold for a single issue.

The manga industry was stricken by the death of Tse,

as peers praise "PIRATE" as an inspirational work.

Hurry up!

Hey, hurry up!

It's now 2 p.m.

You have forty-five minutes to finish the test...

starting now.

Are you alright?

What's going on? What took you so long?

Are you okay?

Are you feeling better?

If you feel better, go back and do your test.

Mrs. Cheng, I think Eli...

He's fine.

Miss Leung, please give him another chance

and let him retake the test, say tomorrow.

Mom, I can't sleep at night

and I feel very tired in class.

You fell asleep without noticing.

You're not tired.

Miss Leung said you're easily distracted.

No, mommy...

I saw on TV that 8 hours of sleep is a must,

but I can only sleep for less than 5 hours lately.

Maybe you can take me to one of those... psychiatrists?

You feel tired and so you want to see a psychiatrist?

Son, that's not what psychiatrists are for.

Psychiatrists treat people who have mental issues.

It's for the nutcases!

Are you a nutcase?

When I'm upset, I'd read "PIRATE".

"PIRATE" always says...

"You'll grow up one day...

and become the person you want."

"Don't give up!"

I'd feel better when I read it.

But now, "PIRATE" will not have another issue anymore.

I always thought the manga artist was a happy man.

Why would he kill himself?

Did he not grow into the person that

he wanted to be?

Eli Cheng,

for heaven's sake!

You're already repeating a year, and you still sleep in class?

I'm sorry.

Eli Cheng, stand up!

Stay standing till the end of the class.

Miss Leung, I can't see the blackboard

with him standing in front of me.

Eli Cheng, go stand at the corner!

Quiet down!

His dad's gonna beat him up tonight.

I wonder if he can sleep while standing.

How can you learn with your face to the wall?

Turn to face the class!

Do you remember what you promised mommy?

Why are you crying?

You'll have a new one if you get good grades.

I don't want a new one!

Lina.

Thank you.

Heidi.

Uncle.

Simon.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Eli Cheng?

Hello.

Simon will be teaching you piano.

Can I take a look at the piano, uncle?

Sure.

Where's Miss Chan?

Miss Chan just graduated for a few years.

She can't teach.

No, she's a great teacher!

If she's good, you'd be able to play.

Wrong note. Again.

Wrong note. Again.

Again.

I want Miss Chan!

Heidi, learning piano is tough.

Let's continue after he stops crying.

I want Miss Chan!

It's all my fault.

If I can play better,

Daddy wouldn't have sacked Miss Chan.

I miss Miss Chan so much.

I'm afraid that I won't see her again.

Secretary Zoey: "Mr. Cheng fainted two days ago.

Please come to the hospital ASAP. He wants to see you."

Is it you,

Zoey?

son?

You came.

Have a seat.

Mr. Cheng? Mr. Cheng.

Come sit.

It's okay, don't bother.

I bought dim sum.

This is dim sum made out of fish.

It's young people's favourite.

This is dim sum with shrimps.

This is dim sum with quail eggs.

Be careful, it's hot.

How have you been lately?

Nothing much.

Stop causing trouble at school.

Every time you get expelled,

I need to take a day-off to come to your school.

I'm very busy and you...

Thank you.

Have a dim sum.

I'm not hungry.

I ordered Pu'er tea!

You mixed up such a simple order?

I'm really sorry, it's our fault.

We'll change it immediately.

It's not "we", it's just YOU!

I'm sorry.

'Yeung Chung Yiu'

I'll remember your name!

I'm sorry.

Mr. Cheng, have a bite!

Thanks. I'm good.

I'm not hungry.

Was it really serious the other day?

- Yes. - No.

Since you're fine,

I'm leaving.

So soon? Can you stay for a bit longer?

I've got work to do.

Mr. Cheng,

Mr. Cheng, can you wait for a sec?

The doctor said your father's condition is in a critical stage.

He shouldn't eat anything greasy.

He ate only because you're here today.

He looks okay to me.

Normally he doesn't look as good.

If anything happens to him, he still has you around.

Pardon me,

I really do have things to settle today.

I'll be back some other time.

"Student, 17-year-old, found dead."

"...he studied at a traditional elite boys school..."

"Young people nowadays can't take any stress!"

"Has he thought of his family before killing himself."

"You bastards."

Depression is not a choice,

he couldn't look after himself already,

and you still want him to take care...

of others' feelings?

Don't you think that's too harsh?

I don't know how to do. Can you teach me?

No, I need to sleep.

If you teach me,

I'll take you to a secret place.

I found this place...

where we can shout and no one cares.

What? How is that fun?

Have you tried yelling from the top of your lungs?

No and I'm not interested.

Not interested?

You can spit out things that you can't say at home.

Let's buy it secretly

and don't let mom and dad find out.

Wow, you've got that much pocket money?

My name is Eli Cheng!

Look, meteor!

No, it's a star.

It's a meteor!

A star!

Meteor!

I'm a piece of rubbish!

I don't want to study anymore. It's so boring!

What? You don't like studying?

I'm good at studying, doesn't mean I like it.

What are you both doing up here?

It's a rooftop!

What if something happens to your little brother?

How did you get so much money for toys?

Did you steal it?

I didn't steal it!

And your brother would steal?

Why can't you give this family some peace?

Do you know how hard it is for me?

How should I explain this to your dad?

If I get divorced, it is because of you.

We've been treating you well.

I told your dad to take you with us to LA

even though you have to repeat a year.

It's all gone now.

You're staying behind to study.

You're grounded!

Mommy, if I have to repeat again next year,

what should I do?

Then don't call me mommy.

I finished my homework.

So?

I'm sorry.

You're already twelve years old.

Have you ever thought about your future?

I'm only ten...

It's okay not to get good grades,

but what other talents do you have?

None. Well, you look cute, for now.

Your name is Eli,

meaning "high" or "uplifted".

If I knew better, you'd be Alan ("precious") and your brother Eli.

What now?

Do you want to work at McDonald's or 7-11?

Or just hold on to us for life?

I don't have hopes for you

to study at Ivy League Universities,

but you will be a total loser.

I'm sorry.

There are many ways to raise a kid.

One is punishment by beating,

all the other ways are futile.

One has to suffer and endure to be successful.

This is why I make much more

money than your mother.

If you wish to be a piece of rubbish,

that's fine by me.

You're not talented,

but forgive me,

I'm not an educator either.

I will study hard with Alan

and get into top fifteen in class.

Whatever.

I won't beat you anymore.

It's a waste of time.

Good news: Daddy won't beat me anymore.

Bad news: They seem to be very upset.

I think...

If I leave this family one day...

Daddy and Mommy won't get divorced.

The three of them including Alan will...

live happily ever after.

Alan...

can we talk?

No, I need to sleep.

I need to wake up early for the flight to USA.

I'll ask Mommy to buy you some toys when we arrive.

Are you done?

I really need to sleep!

"PIRATE" always encourages me to hang in there...

but I know for a fact that...

no matter how much effort I put into studying...

I still can't move on to the next grade.

I can't play the piano properly.

Even if I become a teacher when I grow up,

I won't be as successful as Alan.

I knew a long time ago...

I won't grow up to be the person I want to be.

I'm worth nothing.

No one will remember...

who I am soon after I'm gone.

Goodbye, Diary.

I'm sorry.

"Hang in there."

We need to bring Eli with us on our next trip.

Sherry, I never told you

I have an elder brother.

He committed suicide when he was ten.

I was so focused on studying and didn't spend much time with him.

I actually don't have much memory about him,

but I remember he once said he wanted to be a good teacher...

because he wanted to be like Miss Chan.

I saw Miss Chan at the funeral.

She was devastated and guilt-stricken. But she shouldn't be...

She was the only person who treated my brother nicely.

I started to think...

maybe I can be like her in the future...

to be a teacher who cares about students.

From that day onwards...

I stop caring about Daddy's expectations.

It's no longer important whether or not I can be

the lawyer or doctor he wants me to be.

Sometimes, I feel Eli is still around.

When I can't sleep,

I would read his diary and...

imagine what he was thinking.

"I'm worth nothing to anyone..."

After a while,

Daddy and Mommy

started to avoid mentioning Eli.

Perhaps this was their way to move on and

leave it all behind.

Just like what Eli has said,

everyone would forget about him quickly.

I did the same.

From that day onwards I secretly kept his diary,

but I wouldn't dare to read it again.

I guess I probably wanted to...

leave this behind as well.

Daddy told everyone

Eli died of illness.

If people knew he committed suicide,

it would imply we have treated him badly.

What a pity, Hung loved him so much.

No. That's not the one who died.

Oh, the one who's stupid?

Keep it down.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

Come, son.

Mommy, what about me?

Mommy...

Mom didn't say a word to me

when she left.

I really wish she would tell me how

I could go on with my life.

We used to have breakfast as a family of four,

and go on trips together.

But in the end...

I felt I had been left alone

in this family.

When I was in high school, I met your brother.

Everyone treated me well.

We always hung out together

But I never believed

we could be friends for life,

because there's no such thing as forever.

Everyone will eventually walk out on you.

I'd rather isolate myself and live alone...

than have people abandoning me again.

I thought I would be lonely forever...

until the day I met you.

I need to go pee.

Why are you crying, hippo?

I'm very hungry.

How about we have some chips? Just two though!

The way you voiced hippo

reminded me of my brother.

He used to love voicing his doll too.

But unfortunately,

he didn't have the chance to

study and hang out with friends...

and meet girls.

At that moment, I felt...

I should cherish everyone I meet.

There're only a few more chips left.

You're really just having two.

Don't be embarrassed.

I have a friend

who also talks with his doll.

I'm not embarrassed. Apparently it's you.

The "friend" you mention, is that you?

My name is Sherry.

Do you remember...

I used to always come pick you up from school.

You were not surprised and were excited every time.

It made me want to see you more often.

I'm a quiet person,

but I feel like I can talk anything

when I'm with you.

I once said I was raised in a single-parent family but it didn't affect me.

"I'm all good."

I'm not sure why I would tell such a lie.

Later,

your family decided to leave Hong Kong permanently.

I never told you

how much I like you.

Because I think you deserve someone...

who can make you happy. Not me.

The night you left, I kept thinking...

that we will probably never meet again.

I won't be in touch with you.

My brother apologized to me one day.

He said he told you where my school is.

He didn't tell me voluntarily.

I forced him to.

He always asks me if you're treating me well.

What did you say?

I said,

you treat me really well.

But you are not happy at all.

You have to let me know...

once you're ready.

Years later, I found out you came back to Hong Kong...

but at that time we were both seeing someone.

When I saw you in the street

I knew...

you remembered me.

It took me a long time

to gather up the courage to reconnect with you.

You said no matter who you were seeing,

you kept wondering how I was.

I told you the same.

(from secretary Zoey)

Dim sum?

Yes.

Dad...

I'm here.

Mr. Cheng always told me to fix this cassette tape.

But as it's been played so many times,

it can't be fixed.

Did you learn piano when you're small?

Yes.

I remember when I first took this job,

the cassette tape can still be played properly.

I heard it once.

I guess it was you playing the piano for your dad.

You said...

"Dad, you listen...

I can finally play the entire song."

You played really clumsily though...

but Mr. Cheng listened intently to the entire song.

That was...

the only time I saw Mr. Cheng cry.

I think...

he loves you so much.

Thank you...

Thank you for telling me this.

How are you feeling?

If you need to go to toilet,

I can take you.

The doctor told me about your condition.

Is there anything you want to tell me?

Anything on your mind?

I might not be able to help, but I...

I will stay by your side.

Take your time.

You... still remember...

Eli?

I already forgot how he looked like...

I only remember he always said to me...

"I'm sorry"...

I always dream of Eli.

I would ask him:

"How's your study going?"

How's work?

"Are your students giving you any trouble?"

There's a lot I wish to ask him.

There's a lot I wish to tell him.

I wish to apologize to him.

Why didn't I talk to him?

Why didn't I let him hug me longer?

You're smoking again?

Yes.

Picked up a while ago.

So now too.

Yes.

Sherry.

I remember after Eli passed on,

I hated my dad.

But what had hurt Eli the most

was not that Dad beat him everyday.

It's that none of us ever treated him as a family.

As a little brother, I would only pretend to be good.

I never tried lending him a hand,

because I too looked down on him.

Joke's on me... I didn't grow up to be

a successful person either.

I'm not a good teacher and...

I'm a terrible husband.

You once asked me

why I was still keeping secrets to myself.

I dared not say it out back then.

I don't think I could bring you happiness.

I don't even know what a proper family is like.

How can people like me be a good father?

We're ready.

Okay.

A teacher from a nearby school told me...

they found a suicide note written by

an anonymous student.

They're not sure who wrote it,

and are very worried.

Today is our last class before the public exam.

I know it has been tough to you all

as these examinations create a lot of pressure.

Even if I'm no longer your teacher in the future,

I still wish every one of you

safe and sound.

I myself didn't grow up

in a proper family.

I always hoped that there will be a teacher

who notices that I'm unhappy, and

sends me love and support from time to time.

But this teacher never showed up,

because at that time I often shut myself off.

Thinking back now, I was pretty dumb.

As long as you're willing to open up,

there must be someone who cares.

I'm your head teacher.

I remember all twenty-five

of your names. Each and everyone.

Besides being your teacher,

I can also be your friend.

This is my number.

If any of you need to talk to someone,

you can always contact me.

Goodbye, Tania.

Goodbye, Mila.

Goodbye, Bethany.

Goodbye.

Vincent.

Goodbye.

See you.

"Mr. Cheng, can we talk?"

"Of course. Do you want to text or talk face to face?"