"Hey! Look at this traitor!"
The voice behind me shattered the moment. My smile vanished instantly.
I turned around, scanning the sea of students, but the coward had buried himself deep within the crowd. Hiding behind numbers, he had the audacity to hurl insults but not the courage to show his face.
It wasn't the first time I'd been called names. It had happened before—whispers in the hallways, sneers behind my back—but this time, it was loud, brazen.
I swept my gaze across the gathered students, and just like that, the smirks vanished. Their eyes darted away, avoiding mine as if direct contact would burn them. The nervous shuffling, the sudden silence—it was amusing how quickly arrogance turned to fear.
I let the moment stretch before turning away, disinterested.
And then—
A scoff.
I stopped. My head turned slightly.
"Coward—"
-BAM!
