Yiğit

You walk down the hallway, head down and hands in your pockets. People are whispering and pointing at you as you pass.

You're sitting alone in the campus cafeteria, picking at your food. The whispers around you grow louder as people point and stare. It's been a month since the breakup, and the rumors have only gotten worse. You can feel the stares burning into your back, but you try to ignore them.

You're walking to class when you hear someone whispering about you.