Maddox's PoV:
I woke up to my phone buzzing like a goddamn hornet's nest, notifications piling up faster than I could swipe them away.
Groggy from last night's hangover—yeah, I'd partied a bit too hard at that shithole apartment with the guys.
I grabbed the phone off the nightstand, expecting the usual crap: likes on my latest gym selfie, flirty DMs from underclassmen, maybe a text from Kianna saying good morning.
But no, the screen was flooded with tags, mentions, and shares from the school forum app.
"What the fuck?" I muttered, sitting up in bed, the sheets tangling around my legs.
I opened the app, and there it was: a post from some anonymous profile called 'ShadowExpose'.
And under it were videos of me at the Millwood Apartments last night, hanging with my crew—Jake, Tyler and the usual suspects. We were messing around with that nerdy chick, Emily, the one who's always got her nose in a book.
