REINA
The first day back at school after two years wasn’t exactly fun.
It wasn’t bad either, just… overwhelming. The kind of day that reminded me how much time had passed while I was busy surviving everything else.
The campus was alive with noise, students laughing, sneakers slapping against the pavement, the smell of coffee, expensive perfume, and fresh paper hanging in the air. It was almost too much, too loud, too bright, too full of life I wasn’t sure I still knew how to keep up with.
I had forgotten how noisy this place could be.
By the time my last class ended, I was exhausted. My head throbbed faintly from all the chatter and the hours of pretending I fit in.
Everyone seemed younger somehow, freer. They talked about assignments and weekend parties, and all I could think about
