dumpedbymoreni
University..
To some, it's freedom, late-night parties, endless coffee, friends who feel like family.
To some, it's pressure, a place where grades decide your worth and every choice feels like life or death.
To some, it's a stage, where popularity, style, and reputation rule the game.
To some, it's a mask, a place where you pretend to be fine, even when your brain is screaming, even when your heart is quietly bleeding.
But to all, it's a battlefield.
A place that breaks you before it makes you.
A place that teaches who you really are, who you really love, and what you're really capable of.
And final year? That's when it all explodes.
No more practice rounds. No more "just getting by."
It comes with late-night texts, heartbreaks you didn't see coming, friendships that survive the storm... and some that don't.