ready to face the syllabus like it’s a Marvel villain.jpeg

ready to devour the syllabus like it’s a five-course meal of pain.jpeg

phone in one hand, confusion in the other.jpeg

or facially prepared for this semester.jpeg

confused, betrayed, and slightly entertained.jpeg

on purpose—academic gaslighting, self-inflicted.jpeg

no emotion, just quiet devastation.jpeg

mouth open, soul leaving, GPA already crying.jpeg

me when the syllabus hits harder than the sermon.jpeg

me smiling through the pain after realizing the syllabus is just.jpeg