Three weeks later stopped by a group of boys

Three weeks later, Maya walked around the cultural festival, her heart racing with every step. She had spent the past few weeks trying to forget about the video, but it haunted her every waking moment. The thought of it being shared with the entire school terrified her.

As she walked past the food stalls, she could feel eyes on her. She knew it was only a matter of time before someone recognized her from the video. Her stomach churned with anxiety as she tried to maintain her composure.

Suddenly, a group of boys from her grade level approached her, their eyes gleaming with recognition.

"Hey, Maya!" one of them called out, nudging his friend. "Aren't you the Student Body President?"

Maya forced a smile, trying to play it cool. "Yes, I am," she replied, her voice shaking slightly. "What can I help you guys with?"

The boys exchanged glances, their smirks growing wider. "Well," one of them said, leaning in close, "We were just wondering if you could tell us what the AV Club event is."

Maya's heart skipped a beat as she realized the implication of their question. She forced a casual shrug, hoping to play it off. "Oh, you know," she said, trying to sound nonchalant, "Just a screening of some homemade student films. Nothing special to watch."

The boys exchanged knowing glances, their grins turning wolfish. One of them pulled out his phone, tapping the screen lazily. "Funny," he murmured, holding it up just enough for Maya to catch a glimpse—a picture of a naked girl squatting with her legs spread, her blurred-out pussy and face unmistakably her own. Her stomach lurched as she recognized the trembling fingers between her thighs—her fingers—where they shouldn’t be.

Maya felt as if the world was spinning around her. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. The picture on the boy's phone was unmistakably her, but how had they gotten it? More importantly, how much more of the video did they have?

Her heart raced as she tried to think of a way out of this situation. She couldn't let them know how much this affected her. She had to maintain her composure, no matter how hard it was.

She forced a casual smile, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. "Well, boys, I'm afraid that's not allowed. Posting pictures of naked girls is against the school's policy." She paused, trying to gauge their reactions. "If you have any more questions, please direct them to the principal's office."

The boys' grins faltered for a split second before returning, wider than ever. "Oh yeah, sure thing, Prez," one of them drawled, pocketing his phone. "We wouldn't want to break any rules."

The boys' grins faltered for a split second before returning, wider than ever. "You sure you don't recognize her, Prez?" one of them asked, their voices dripping with malicious amusement. They circled around Maya, their eyes roaming over her body, drinking in every inch of exposed skin.

Maya swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry. "Of course I don't," she stammered, trying to keep her voice steady. "Why would I recognize a random girl?"

The boy holding the phone stepped forward, his eyes glinting with malice. "Because she has a birthmark under her left breast," he said, his voice low and threatening. Maya felt as if she had been punched in the gut. She forced herself to stay calm, not wanting to give away her fear.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I don't recognize her," she replied, her voice shaking slightly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have some things to attend to."

She turned on her heel and walked away as quickly as she could without looking like she was running.