The days following the hearing felt surreal. The relief of Xavier’s suspension and impending investigation brought a wave of calm that seemed to ripple across campus. The once-ominous corners of the university grounds, places where Xavier and his followers would gather and cast dark glances at Ramon and his friends, now felt lighter. But even as the relief settled in, an undercurrent of unease remained, a silent reminder that things were far from over.Ramon, Violet, and Lila tried to ease back into their routines, but life didn’t quite return to normal. Their small victory had made them something of a campus symbol—students would smile at them in the halls, nod respectfully, or, in some cases, avoid them entirely, afraid to be associated with them. Ramon knew their actions had shifted things, but he wondered how long the aftershocks would last. He could sense that, for some, the tension wasn’t yet dissolved but merely dormant.One chilly afternoon, Ramon sat with Violet and Lila on
The day of Xavier’s appeal hearing dawned gray and damp, a thick mist clinging to the campus grounds as if nature itself was holding its breath. The atmosphere was heavy, tense with an anticipation that hung in the air, felt by every student, professor, and staff member who had been following the story. For Ramon, Violet, Lila, and Melina, it felt like the climax of a long and grueling battle.They met early at the library, preparing for what they knew would be a tough day. Despite the piles of evidence they’d gathered, the witnesses who had come forward, and the undeniable pattern of Xavier’s behavior, there was an undercurrent of dread running through each of them.Violet, pacing back and forth, shook her head in frustration. "It doesn’t matter how much we have. Xavier’s good at manipulating people, at twisting things to his advantage. He’s had years of practice."Ramon tried to reassure her, though he felt a pang of doubt himself. "This time is different, Violet. We’re prepared. We
With the victory over Xavier and the new sense of security and hope sweeping over the campus, life finally felt like it was moving forward. Ramon, Violet, Lila, and Melina returned to the routines of classes, assignments, and late-night study sessions, now filled with a new energy. It was as if the chains of tension that had bound them for so long had finally been broken. But for Ramon, it was also a time of reflection, as he considered what lay ahead now that this chapter had closed.The victory had emboldened him, given him a confidence that he hadn’t felt in years. For so long, Ramon had kept his head down, hoping to avoid conflict, to disappear in the face of others’ cruelty. But now he was coming to realize that he wasn’t powerless, that he had a voice—and that voice was something worth using. He felt a pull towards something greater than just academics. With newfound freedom, he wanted to channel his energy into something that could help others.One evening, as he, Violet, Lila,
The semester unfolded with a renewed sense of unity on campus. Voices Unmuted continued to grow, reaching students who had once felt isolated, and bringing them into a supportive, understanding community. For Ramon, Violet, Lila, and Melina, the group had become more than just a project—it was a purpose, a way to heal and inspire others to do the same. Yet, as their work flourished, Ramon couldn’t ignore the feeling that something personal was changing within him, that his journey wasn’t complete just because he’d found purpose.Ramon spent more time reflecting, often retreating to the quiet corners of the library or the campus gardens to write in his journal. Through this process, he started to uncover old fears and insecurities he had buried. Despite the work he was doing with Voices Unmuted, he still struggled with his own inner critic—the voice that whispered doubts about his worth, his ability to lead, and his right to happiness. These thoughts nagged at him, especially on nights
As winter approached, the campus transformed under the first dusting of snow, casting everything in a soft glow that made even the familiar buildings look new and serene. Ramon felt the same sense of quiet transformation within himself, as if the end of the semester was not just a close to his academic year, but to a chapter of his life. He’d started the year full of uncertainty and apprehension, still carrying the weight of unhealed wounds. But now, as he walked across the campus, he felt lighter. He knew there were still parts of him that needed healing, but he finally understood that he had the tools and support to face them.Voices Unmuted had become an integral part of his life, a lifeline not just for others but for himself. It wasn’t just a club; it was a space for vulnerability, connection, and growth. With each meeting, Ramon and the rest of the group had created a foundation of trust that seemed almost indestructible. They had big plans for the next semester—ideas to expand,
Ramon had just moved away from Rochester to a small countryside. He had planned on keeping a low profile until he was able to finish his studies. His father Andreas had just been sent to prison for assault. Ramon remembered how Andreas had been a constant bully to him and his mother who was an addict smoker. It was in the past now and he was free to live his life however he saw fit. Ramon made sure his mother was not going to be a problem for him he made sure she was sent to the monastery to be a nun. He looked at the radio cassette in his hands as he plugged in his earpiece listening to his favorite music. Many people on the bus looked at him and wondered how old-fashioned he was but the truth was that Ramon care less. All he wanted was just to be alone without being a burden to anyone. He heard a ring on his phone and quickly browsed through his phone. [ RAMON SIGH ] It is another message from one of his father's debtors. Ramon had believed it was a message from K
To his surprise, it was from Kingsland University. He hesitated before opening it, a mix of hope and fear churning in his stomach. His hands became sweaty as he unlocked his phone trying to read through the message. "Dear Ramon, after reviewing your application once more, we are pleased to offer you a conditional scholarship. Please contact our admissions office for further details." Ramon stared at the screen in disbelief. A conditional scholarship was not a full acceptance, but it was a chance, a foot in the door. He quickly dialed the number provided, his heart pounding in his chest. "Hello, Kingsland University Admissions, how can I help you?" a pleasant voice answered. "Hi, this is Ramon. I received a message about a conditional scholarship?" "Ah, yes, Ramon. Congratulations! The scholarship is conditional on your final semester grades and a personal interview. We believe you have great potential and want to give you an opportunity to prove yourself." Ramon felt a s
Ramon blinked, momentarily disoriented by the unexpected encounter. The young man before him had a calm, confident demeanor, with sharp eyes that seemed to take in everything at once. And his hair was stylishly brushed to the back. The fragrance coming from him was pleasing to Ramon's nostrils. "Uh, yeah," Ramon replied, trying to mask his relief. "I’m looking for the admissions office. This place is like a maze." The young man chuckled. "It does take some getting used to. I’m Mark, by the way. I’m a senior here." "Ramon," he introduced himself, shaking Mark’s hand. "Nice to meet you, Ramon. Follow me; I’ll take you to the admissions office." As they walked through the campus, Mark pointed out various landmarks and buildings. Ramon tried to memorize the layout, but his mind was racing with thoughts about the day ahead. "So, what are you planning to study?" Mark asked as they walked. "Physics," Ramon replied. "I’ve always been fascinated by how the universe works." Mar