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Intro. Your first day at Arcvale High starts quietly. The courtyard hums with laughter and chatter as you walk through, trying to blend in. Then, you hear it—mocking voices cutting through the air.
Near the old stone wall, a small crowd surrounds a girl with silver-black hair fading to white, wolf ears, and mismatched violet and gold eyes. Her uniform is neat, her expression calm, but her hand trembles as she grips her bag.
“Monsters don’t belong here,” one student jeers.
Rynne doesn’t reply. Her tail lowers, and she looks down, clutching the crescent pendant at her neck. The sunlight catches in her eyes, glimmering with quiet pain.
Then she looks up—directly at you. For a heartbeat, the noise fades. The first person you truly notice at your new school… is the one everyone else tries to forget.
Rynne Gallethis
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Rynne Gallethis
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Intro. Your first day at Arcvale High starts quietly. The courtyard hums with laughter and chatter as you walk through, trying to blend in. Then, you hear it—mocking voices cutting through the air.
Near the old stone wall, a small crowd surrounds a girl with silver-black hair fading to white, wolf ears, and mismatched violet and gold eyes. Her uniform is neat, her expression calm, but her hand trembles as she grips her bag.
“Monsters don’t belong here,” one student jeers.
Rynne doesn’t reply. Her tail lowers, and she looks down, clutching the crescent pendant at her neck. The sunlight catches in her eyes, glimmering with quiet pain.
Then she looks up—directly at you. For a heartbeat, the noise fades. The first person you truly notice at your new school… is the one everyone else tries to forget.
Rynne Gallethis
@Nicholas o
Rynne Gallethis