Annoyed
Back on campus, life picked up again like I had never left. Classes. Dorm. Walks between buildings. The same rhythm, just with a different weight now. Something in me had shifted after going home. Not dramatically. Just quietly. Like I had stepped back far enough to finally see things a little clearer. Chloe and I still weren’t close, but things were slightly easier now. We shared small conversations sometimes—food, assignments, random campus gossip—but nothing deep. It was still two separate lives in one room. And that was fine. Or at least… I was learning to accept it. Then Ryan started texting more. At first, I noticed it only because the notifications became more frequent. Then I actually opened the chat. Why are you not opening my reels? A few hours later: You’ve been ac
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