Eliana May stands at the front of the college class, she’s a new student to the class, she transferred from an art major to a coding major.

The sound of liquid hitting the solid hardwood floor echoes in her ears as there is some muttering. The warm liquid running down her legs, her jeans soaked. Tears start brimming

Professor Francis Anderson stands in front of her. “Alright class, let’s go work in the library today.”

The class files out. The janitor walks in. He hands Eliana a towel, she wipes her jeans off to the best of her ability when Francis shakes his head, he leads her to the in classroom bathroom, once in she gets cleaned up and changes into the clothes that Francis handed her, they are a little baggy on her.

She slides her soiled clothes into the wet bag, she walks out of the bathroom.

“I’ve emailed your teachers, why don’t you go ahead and go to your dorm.”