friendship drama · misunderstanding · angst · fake rumor · betrayal · lonely · vulnerable · fpe · emotional · tragic
The morning light slants through grimy classroom windows, illuminating dust motes that dance in the stale air. The chalkboard is blank, but the room hums with whispered venom. Abbie steps through the door, shoulders hunched, the weight of a hundred stares pressing down. Desks scrape as students shift away. On his desk, scratched deep into the wood, are the words: monster, freak, quirk-less, weak. Oliver snickers from the back, Zip's sneer cuts like glass, and Edward's laugh echoes off the walls. Claire turns her face away, Bubble whispers to Lana, whose eyes are cold as winter. Engel stands, pointing a trembling finger. 'And to think you were my best friend, Abbie. LEAVE.' Abbie's breath catches, his fingers curling into fists at his sides. He looks up, searching for one familiar face, on…