Synopsis

The weight of it settled on her, a familiar ache. Senior year. The culmination, the end, and the judgment all rolled into one. She glanced at the yearbook, the glossy cover reflecting a distorted version of herself. A pang of disappointment tightened in her chest as she read the words: "Most Likely to Succeed." It wasn't *wrong*, exactly, but it felt…flat. A hollow echo compared to the hopes she’d carried through high school. Her gaze drifted towards the hallway, a sudden thought sparking.