My parents, the social workers, and my teachers all insisted that my ‘excessive introversion’ would even out once I went to college. Something to do with a more open-minded environment and myself finding ‘my own’, whatever that meant. They were all really...
I looked down at my phone, pretending to swipe and type every now and again – you know, like any other normal student in this rather unspectacular lecture on political sociology – but really, the device was showing nothing but a small digital clock in the...
He had prepared. He had cleaned the room top to bottom and made sure and doubly sure that it, all adjacent rooms, and the entire corridor would be abandoned for the rest of the day. There were no cameras in the entire building except in the hallways on th...
