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TW// Self-harm, and Suicide Attempt. “And our top 2 for this sem is,” I’m expecting it to be me. I was nervous and excited at the same time. But there’s still a doubt that it might not be me, because all of my tests, quizzes, and recitations are all low. I can’t focus anymore. “Emilia Eden,” My mouth dropped. I was expecting it to be me. But I was also expecting that it wasn’t me. My subconscious mind told me that, “maybe you’re the top 1,” I was hoping but it feels impossible. “And the top 1 is,” Sab held my hand as if she could read my mind. She tried to smile at me, I can’t even smile back because of the nervousness I’m feeling. “Alexandra Ruth!” I heard all of my classmates greeted all the with highest honors, with high honors, and with honors. I’m not one of them. I heard
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