Liya's POV
My feet felt stuck to the ground as I stood in the midst of basically the entire student body, unshed tears pooling in my eyes. I swallowed with difficulty, mustering up the courage to keep my head high, but the more the snarky comments flew past me, the more the hole in my chest widened.
I fought the urge to cry. What good would that do me? None at all. If anything, it would only make me look more guilty than they painted me out to be. I slowly tilted my head back up, ignoring the trembling of my body and the pain pricking the back of my eyes. I just needed to get out of here.
I won't let them see me cry, I continued to repeat this in my head like a mantra. The beating of my heart filled my ears as I tried to push past the people in front of me, but they wouldn't budge.
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