Jake gets humiliated!

Jake stood there, fully exposed, his clothes reduced to ashes in the failed experiment. His hands trembled as he tried to cover himself, but it was no use—every eye in the class was on him.

Ms. Carter glanced up briefly, then returned to her notes, barely acknowledging him. "Jake, you okay?" she asked, distracted, laughs and camera shutters going off as she talked.

Jake muttered, "I’m fine," though his voice trembled with humiliation.

Aidan stood at the back of the room, staring at the floor, his expression unreadable. He didn’t move, didn’t say a word, he just laughed at Jake’s misery.

The whispers started, growing louder.

"Guess he’s all natural," someone snickered.

"Man, he’s a walking joke," another added.

Jake’s face burned, but he stayed silent. The cruel laughter only grew as more students joined in.

"Hope he doesn’t get too cold," one said, causing more giggles.

Ms. Carter sighed, barely glancing up. "Alright, let’s move on."

The class didn’t stop. Phones were out. More jokes flew around the room.

Jake grabbed his backpack, his hands shaking. Without a word, he turned and walked out of the room.

"See ya, Jake!" someone called after him.

The laughter followed him down the hallway, but he didn’t turn back.