Meret stared at the mirror, looking very, very uneasy. She didn't know what information had circulated around town, and she feared the rumors or criticism that awaited her in school.
For one, if the institution wasn't a mandatory passage for learning, she would hold a big signpost with the inscription "DO NOT GO TO SCHOOL" in capital letters.
It fucks you up in a weird way and diminishes your self-esteem—not to talk about the series of bullies you'd get.
It becomes worse if you're someone with low self-esteem and not from a rich home. Hell, she was rich, and she still got preyed on.
The students there were vile, sad, and only found joy in feeding on other people's misery.
She sighed as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.
Although Meret knew nobody would question her authority as the new Gamma or directly speak against her decisions, she still couldn't help feeling uncertain about everything.
