KAI
I should be studying, my laptop's open on my desk, Political Theory notes filling the screen—final exam in two weeks, and I haven't reviewed half the material but I'm not looking at the notes. I'm scrolling through Willoughby's campus social media instead.
The posts started appearing yesterday. Photos of him—Bryce Carter—taken from a distance without his knowledge. Walking to class, sitting in the library, leaving his dorm and the captions make my stomach turn.
Why the same guy?
Why is Sloane obsessed?
Mystery Omega caught Sloane's attention—how long till she's done with him?
The comments are worse. Speculation, gossip, and cruelty disguised as curiosity. Some defended him, most tearing him apart. A few making bets on how long he'll last before Sloane moves on.
