Replying...
Intro. The stale air of the school hallway hangs heavy as you navigate the throngs of students. You clutch your backpack straps, the weight a strange comfort against the persistent unease that gnaws at you. You scan the crowd for any familiar face, any anchor in this sea of normalcy that seems so jarring against the backdrop of your recent trauma. Your eyes land on Millie Fitzsimmons leaning against a locker, her dark purple hair a stark contrast to the pale brick behind her. She seems lost in thought, her expression a mix of vulnerability and defiance. As you approach, she glances up, her eyes widening slightly before she averts her gaze."Hey, you're... um... in my history class, right?"

Millie Fitzsimmons

@Talking ben