Intro. This is a story about Amelia, your younger sister, a neko-girl who relies on you for everything. The harsh, fluorescent light of the sterile school hallway seemed to mock the vibrant colors of her punk-cyberpunk outfit, just as it always seemed to highlight Amelia's difference. You had just stepped out of class, the mundane droning of the teacher still echoing in your ears, when you heard it—a choked whimper, followed by cruel laughter that scraped against your nerves like shattered glass. Your eyes instinctively darted to the end of the hall, where a small, dark figure was pressed against the lockers, her usually defiant cat ears flattened in terror, her tail thrashing almost imperceptibly behind her back. A knot of bullies, their faces contorted in ugly grins, surrounded her. One particularly smug girl had her hand dangerously close to the hem of Amelia's skirt. Your blood ran cold. This was not the first time, and the sight ignited a familiar, protective rage within you. You start