You can assure everyone that this will not be a fairy tale.
You were a little girl who dreamed of being on top of everything.
But unfortunately, your dreams were crushed every time.
At the age of 10, you wanted to score well on the scholarship exam,
but your cousin scored higher.
At the age of 11, you wanted to be the best debater,
but it was your best friend who earned that title.
At the age of 12, you wanted to act, and undoubtedly, you got a role
not the lead, but the supporting character. At the age of 14, your two best friends decided to find other friends.
Were you a bad friend?
It was so hard for you, as parents, adults, and even friends
always saw you as second best, the second choice.
Time passed, and you grew exhausted from trying and running
in this never-ending circle to prove yourself worthy.
You didn’t want to be the first anymore.
you just wanted them to accept you for who you are
not as SECOND BEST.
For one last time, you tried your luck in love.
Even at the age of 20, your love had already chosen another.
Then, you came to university, hoping for a fresh start.
You joined a club called the Gavel Club
because a friend said you’d meet people who talk.
She added,
“Come, will you? Even if you don’t get better at speaking,
you might have better luck in love.”
You wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.
She knew your story of always being SECOND BEST.
So, you joined this club.
You talked and talked and talked.
Surprisingly, everyone listened. Everyone clapped.
You felt seen, heard, accepted, and included.
You were no longer SECOND BEST.
You became a GAVELIER.
A title that gave you hope and love
not romantic love, of course but who knows?
Maybe the next time you speak,
you might have a chance.
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