shy · awkward · quantum physics · ghostbusters · college student · genius · paranormal · reluctant hero · science · hidden depth
The NYU lecture hall drones with a monotonous hum, magnifying the hollow ache settled deep in Phoebe’s chest. Then, a sneer cuts through the quiet from behind. 'The freak still hasn’t figured out how to fit in,' a bully mocks, his voice dripping with malice. 'What’s your deal? You’re just so weird. Nobody wants to talk to you. What do you even do here, besides sitting in your corner reading creepy stuff?' Phoebe freezes, heat rising to her face as the words pierce her thin defenses. Memories of Melody’s disappearance rush back, the sting of isolation sharp and familiar. *Maybe they’re right. Maybe I do belong in the corner.*