Episode 1

As I walked down the hill away from the school premises words echoed in my mind like a drunken housefly, filled with the fragrance of fungi.

"Seriously! Of all the girls in this school, it's only that girl you could set your eyes on. From a junior class in that matter.

Chai Teacher Chidi! Have some class at least. That was a cruel comment, one that stung deep (at least Mrs Oliver would have been kind and told me privately, but no! She chose to say it in front of those SS3 girls).

Going through these words in my head felt like a sore on the neck of a dog, an ache that wouldn't fade. I wished I could stop them, but they haunted me relentlessly.

That it's coming from a female counterpart is making this feeling of frustration worse further hurting my conscience.

I had always prided myself on being a good person, someone everyone could run to for help or a friendly ear. But how had I ended up in this situation? How did I become this kind of person?

🎀Victor Iwara.