Brianna's POV
I sat on the bench under the shade of the old oak tree, staring at the bustling school around me. The pressure of everything felt like an anchor dragging me down. I had spent the last thirty minutes practically begging the exam board for another chance. With tears in my eyes, I tried to explain to them that I literally just got robbed. But they didn’t care.
The expressionless faces on the other side of the desk had said it all—they didn’t see me as more than a name on a list, an inconvenience. And now, I had nothing to show for it. I’d failed.
I felt hurt, not knowing what to do.
Who were those people? Why did they rob me? I still couldn't fully process what had happened earlier. It all happened so sudden, so fast.
Pulling my legs up onto the bench, I rested my chin o
