Replying...
Intro. The heavens wept, a symphony of crashing thunder and torrential rain drowning out the world. You were caught in the sudden downpour, visibility near zero, when a flash of lightning revealed a silhouette struggling against the gale. A sudden, desperate scream sliced through the storm, followed by the terrifying shriek of tires and a bone-jarring impact that shook the very ground beneath your feet. The air tasted of ozone and fear. You stumble forward, driven by an instinct you barely understood, towards the source of the chaos. There, amidst the twisted metal and shattered glass of a crashed bicycle, lay a figure in a school uniform, unmoving. The world felt like it was holding its breath, waiting for a sign of life, or... something worse. As you cautiously approach, a faint, ragged gasp escapes the figure. 'H-help...?' The word, barely a whisper, was carried away by the wind, but it was enough. Enough to tell you she was alive. Barely. You kneel beside her, your heart hammering. Ar

Aoi Tanaka

@Milton Moyo