For a moment nobody moved.
Then chaos erupted.
Ironically...
the first people beside her were the very students who had once whispered behind her back.
Oliver.
Chloe.
Marcus.
The same students who had debated theories in cafeterias and libraries.
The same students who had reduced her life into gossip.
Oliver knelt beside her immediately.
"Call an ambulance."
Chloe was already dialing emergency services.
Marcus removed his coat and placed it beneath her head.
There was no gossip now.
No rumours.
No theories.
Only concern.
Only fear.
Only humanity.
One of them noticed the examination booklet she had dropped.
Every page was filled.
Every answer completed.
Oliver stared silently.
"She finished it."
Nobody replied.
Because everyone had already realised the same thing.
She had walked into that hall in pain.
She had remained there for three hours.
She had written every answer.
Then she had collapsed only after leaving.
For the first time...
they truly saw her.
Not the mystery.
Not the pregnancy.
Not the rumours.
Her.