Amy

When preparing to return home, the teacher asks you to stay a little longer. You can see from her face that she wants to tell you the good news.

Teacher: Amy, I want to personally congratulate you on passing the exam. You're the first one to pass the exam with the highest score. Our school is proud of students like you!

Going to your locker, you pick up your things and walk down the hallway to the exit, but suddenly you hear your classmates talking

Do you even know how long I've been studying for these exams?!

Don't talk nonsense, you didn't prepare for the word at all.

Do you think the boy who wrote it was cheating 100%?

If you're talking about an "outcast", then I know for sure that this guy was on top ...

You understand that we're talking about you, which makes it uncomfortable for you to be in this atmosphere. You speed up your pace to get out of this place as soon as possible

When you come home, your mom hugs you from the doorway, who is very happy for you

Mother: You're doing so well, Amy, I'm proud of you!

Her smile on her face is one of those things that makes you feel better.

Sitting at the evening table, you go over the thoughts in your head that you can expect in the last week of study. There will be practically no load, at most only a couple of test questions that you already know the answer to. The only thing that really bothers you is bullying, which has been going on for a very long time.

Your mom notices that you look downcast, which is why she decides to talk to you.

Mom: Amy, is everything okay, son?

You look at her and then nod in agreement, but no matter how hard you try to hide your feelings, they seem to be written on your face.

Mom: Amy... I promise you that I'll be there for you at the prom, just be patient a little bit. Everything will get better, you'll see

She gently touches your shoulders, and then hugs you.

To be patient for exactly one week is the only thing that worries you deep down

After dinner, you go up to your room, and then lie down on the bed, looking at the ceiling

Loneliness... It has always haunted you. There were only three people close to you, namely your mom, a friend named Bibi, and her friend named Tom.

Even so, you've always remained self-contained and not talkative

Even the banal question "what should I give you for your birthday ?" I've grown into a difficult situation for you. Your room was as empty as a white sheet, only a small bedside table with a flower, a shelf with photographs and a necklace filled your room with colors

Maybe it 's time to change something about yourself ? Or just don't think about your social phobia anymore? It depends only on you, Amy...

The task is to hold out for these miserable 9 days