The others exchanged glances before following quietly, their minds still spinning with questions.
***
The morning class ended swiftly, and the students began to disperse...some heading straight to the cafeteria, others walking off toward different departments for their various activities.
At one of the long cafeteria tables, Victoria sat with Joe, Dickson, and Jamaila. In front of them were plates of hamburgers and crispy chips, accompanied by colorful fruit juices: orange, apple, watermelon, and pineapple, each drink glistening beneath the warm overhead lights.
However, the cheerful hum of lunch chatter seemed dim around their table. Students passing by kept darting glances in Victoria's direction, whispering among themselves as they moved past.
"Is this how they're going to keep staring at you?" came a feminine voice from behind.
