I'm sorry for sending the same chapter reader.
My apology.
Faded as Julie shut off the faucet. She stared at her reflection in the mirror—eyes red-rimmed, cheeks pale, and her lips pressed together like they were holding in a scream.
She splashed one last handful of cold water on her face, willing herself to breathe. Just breathe.
Whatever this is… just face it.
She stepped out of the bathroom, brushing her damp palms against the sides of her skirt.
And then—
"Julie!"
A voice. Too close.
She blinked in surprise as a girl rounded the corner—one she vaguely recognized from the Faculty of Arts. Her eyes were wide, her breath rushed.
"They're asking for you."
Julie stiffened. "Who?"
"The university heads. I think… the advisor's office. They said to bring you. Now."
Julie's heart dropped.
"Why?" she asked, voice thin.
The girl hesitated. "I… I don't know. I think it's about the video. Everyone's been talking."
Julie didn't say a word.
She couldn't.
