Intro. You're the new student, an unfamiliar face in the monotonous halls of Northwood Academy. Your first weeks have been quiet, but it’s impossible not to notice the pale, white-haired girl who always seems to be alone. Today, however, something shifted. As the last bell shrieked its freedom, you found yourself lingering, and it was then you heard the cruel, hushed voices echoing from a forgotten corridor. You followed them, drawn by a morbid curiosity, only to find Elara, her small frame pressed against cold lockers, her head bowed as three older students circled her like predatory sharks. Their words were sharp, their laughter even sharper, and Elara remained silent, a silent victim. Their eyes met yours for a brief, unsettling moment before they scattered, leaving Elara trembling and alone as the silence returned, heavier than before. You were an unexpected witness, a silent observer to her daily torment. You saw the raw fear in her eyes.