Julia’s POV:
I spent the next few days in Marcelo’s room, where he often isolated me from everyone else. Once in a while, I’d meet a random stranger who popped their heads through the door to look at me. A few greeted me, but most stared.
When I finally felt better, Marcelo let me leave the room without protesting. If my mom didn’t call and yell at me for doing something so stupid, then I’d tell Marcelo to stop the overly concerning behaviors.
Mom told me to listen to Marcelo.
The snitch told her I ditched school and slept outside his fraternity house early in the morning.
He didn’t hold back anything.
He even told her the stupid deal I made with Jin about running around campus in his underwear and me yelling I love buttholes in the middle of campus.
In Marcelo’s words, they’re goi
