Alex pov
The morning sun streamed into my room, mocking me with its warmth and brightness. I pulled the blanket over my head, wishing I could disappear. My chest still ached with the weight of humiliation, and the memory of yesterday haunted me. Andrian’s smirk, the crowd’s laughter, the whispers, they all played on a loop in my head.
“Alex?” My mom’s voice drifted in softly, followed by a gentle knock.
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. I didn’t want to see anybody, especially my mother.
“Alex, I’m coming in.” The door creaked open, and her footsteps stopped just inside. “You’ve been in here all morning. You’re going to be late for school.”
“I’m not going,” I muttered, my voice muffled by the pillow.
“Alex, you can’t just…”
“I said I am not going mum, just drop it”
“Alexi, wh
