Eg. The afternoon sun was blazing hot, beating down on the scorched basketball court like it had a personal grudge.

2.after microwaving the food ,the ceramic insides of the microwave felt like the Dubai desert and fingers were glazed

like it had a personal grudge. My shirt clung to my back,like I showered in sweat, and the air felt like it had stopped moving.

1)The afternoon scorching sun was up, beating down on the basketball court like it had a personal grudge.

2)That was when Jason came running up to me, huffing and panting like he had ran the whole way from the canteen.

2)that was when Jason came up running to me panting exhaustedly, like he had ran the whole way from the canteen.

Like it had a personal grudge.my shirt drudge to my back, soaked in sweat like I had just showered, and the air felt like it had stop moving

2.fingers were scorched as I was rushing to pour cold water

"What happened?" | asked worriedly, half-expecting it to be another prank or one of random dares.

He missed the deadline for the Math project and was punished twenty percent off his grade. Worse, his mum had gone to the doctor because she was feeling gloomy and not her usual self—and it turned out to be something serious. That was why he was in such a rush that day.

The majestic ball of fire made its entrance.

2)I shook my head, spinelessly avoiding his eyes, “Next time , okay?”

It was a extreme scorching hot afternoon,that my whole t-shirt was drenched in sweat

" he said, his face flushed and his

school bag bouncing against his side.

"What happened?" l asked, half-expecting it to be another annoying prank or one of his random dares.

"I forgot my Math file in class. Mr. Lim's gonna kill me if I don't hand it in before 3 p.m. He's still in school but leaving soon. Can you help me go get it? I need to meet my mum at the clinic-urgent appointment."

I paused. Our classroom was all the way on the fourth floor, and I had just spent an hour in the sun sweating it out during CCA. My legs felt like jelly. I looked at my watch—2:50 p.m.

"Sorry, man," I said. "I really can't. I'm super tired."

Jason stared at me, blinking like he could not believe it.

"Just grab the file and pass it to Mr. Lim's staffroom pigeonhole. It's on my desk. Please?"

I shook my head, avoiding his eyes. "Next time, okay?"

He did not say anything. Just nodded sadly, turned, and walked off.

2. I could not think of getting home and turning on the fan and relaxing on the bed.

2)turning on the fan,I relax while doing nothing

2. Always wear gloves before handling scorching items

2.was immediately sent to the hospital for treatment

"What happened?" | asked curiously, half-expecting it to be another prank or one of his random dares.

“Sorry man, I really can’t, I’m super tired.”I said and I was lying on the floor as my energy was drained.

2)that was why he was In such a dash that day

2.the fingertips that have been burnt badly could not recover and left a burn mark

2) I just did not want to be bothered.

"Bro, I need your help-please," he said, his face flushed and his school bag bouncing against his side.

1)"What happened?" I questioned, half-expecting it to be another prank or one of his random dares.

2)Our classroom was all the way on the fourth floor, and I had just spent an hour in the blazing sun sweating it out during CCA. My legs felt like jelly.

“Sorry man” I said breathlessly as my energy was all drained.

“What happened?” I asked,predicting it might be another foolish pranks or other idiotic random dares

Jason did not hold a strong grudge. When I finally apologised

—really apologised— he just shrugged and said, "It's okay lah."

2)when I finally apologised-sincerely apologised-he just shrugged and said,”its okay lah”.

That’s was why he was in such of a hasten that day.

2)Mr Lim is going to send me to detention if I do not hand my homework in before 3pm

2. His mother went to the doctor, she was sick.

I still remember the heat that day, how the sweat ran down my back, how heavy my bag felt. But more than that, I remember Jason's face-and the silence that followed my refusal.

And I have promised myself that next time, I never ever walk away.