@thecaveboi
The classroom buzzed with chatter, laughter, and the glow of phone screens. At the front stood Emeka fat, chubby, timid clutching a stack of papers as if they weighed a thousand pounds. His hands trembled as he cleared his throat.
“Uh… excuse me, everyone…” he mumbled, but his voice was swallowed by the noise.
He tried again, louder this time. “I just wanted to show you… some things I’ve been working on. On my socials. I...I put in a lot of time.”
A few uninterested glances, nothing more. Emeka opened his book, revealing colorful sketches and screenshots of his posts. “If you could just check it out, maybe… support, or… tell me what you think?”