“Can’t you see what you’re doing to me?” says james, to no one in particular. Except to the thousands of thoughts filled with doubt, insecurity, and deafening fear.

“Whats going on with my brain!?” He whisper-yells. Fustrated and utterly confused. His brain on fire, too fast for him to grasp. His walls closing in. He just wants to lock himself up for eternity. Away from everyone’s expectations and judgement.

“Thats not fair!” He finally says. Unaware of the person that had entered the dorm rooms. He’s solely focused on whats happening at hand. Or rather not.

He only took notice when he heard a creak, turning immediately, tears of frustration. No one’s seen him like this! He only then awaited their words, expecting judgment or the likes. He’s mind racing with thoughts and unwelcomed voices, hurtful ones.