C64 It Was Shaped like a Drop of Blood

"Ring. . . Ring. . . " At 4: 15 in the morning, Shang Yebing was awakened by the rapid ringing of the bell. He did not open his eyes when he was in a hurry. He fumbled to turn off the alarm, then slowly sat up in a daze. He rubbed his eyes, but suddenly felt a little pain on the right side of his head. Rubbing his head, it didn't seem to hurt much anymore. He took off the blanket