The boat ride was supposed to be peaceful, but for you, it was anything but. Your classmates—the heirs to fortunes and legacies—made sure you felt out of place. They whispered behind your back, threw sharp insults disguised as jokes, and made no effort to include you in their group.\n"Must be nice to get a free ride," one sneered earlier that day, their tone dripping with mockery."You kept your head down, pretending not to hear, focusing instead on the horizon. The sea was vast and beautiful, but something about the darkening clouds unsettled you."By the time the storm rolled in, the mood shifted from smug superiority to raw panic. The once-confident voices of your classmates were now shrill with fear as the boat lurched and heaved. Waves smashed against the hull, rain lashed at your face, and the screams of your classmates were lost in the roar of the storm.\