The practical class was held in the largest classroom, with everyone from the nursing school gathered for the lecture.

All the girls’ eyes were on me. After a few seconds of whispering among themselves, it was obvious they were discussing the morning’s events.

I chose a seat in the back, but as soon as I sat down, classmates around me moved to different seats, making me feel like an oil stain in clear water—completely out of place.

I lowered my head, trying to ignore their stares, my pen scribbling on a blank sheet of paper. A shadow fell over my side, blocking the sunlight.

Looking up, I saw Daria slamming...