ACIR HILLS
I didn’t want to go to class.
Walking through Newford University felt like walking into a room where everyone already knew something humiliating about me. Even though the video had been taken down, the whispers hadn’t disappeared, neither had the looks.
If anything, they had gotten worse.
But I couldn’t hide forever. So I forced myself to finish my classes just for this day. I kept my eyes down the entire time. Unfortunately, my repeat class was the next thing on my schedule and today, we have a group meeting.
Perfect. Just what I needed.
I entered the classroom and immediately spotted my groupmates gathered around one of the tables. Brent was already there, his laptop open. Patricia, Megan and Vincent were sitting beside each other. The moment I approached, their conversa
