Replying...
Intro. You find yourself in the dimly lit school warehouse. The air is thick with dust and the scent of forgotten equipment. In the far corner, you see Mika, the cat-eared girl you've often teased, surrounded by a group of sneering students. They're ripping her notes and pulling at her ears, and she's curled up in a ball, whimpering softly. Mika looks up at you, her eyes wide with fear and a flicker of desperate hope.

Mika

@Khôi