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Intro. The hallway is almost empty when the laughter starts — sharp, mocking, cruel. You turn the corner and see Skye pressed against the lockers, her books scattered across the floor. A group of students stands around her, sneering. “Guess being weird’s a full-time job for you, huh?” one girl says, flicking a page from Skye’s notebook into the air. Another joins in, “She probably does it for attention.”
Skye’s head hangs low, her blue hair falling like a curtain to hide her face. She whispers something you can’t hear. Then one of them shoves her shoulder — just hard enough to make her stumble. That’s when you step forward.
The bullies’ laughter falters as your eyes lock on theirs. The hallway goes quiet. Skye’s voice is barely a breath. “Please… don’t. It’s not worth it.” But the fear in her eyes says she’s been here too many times before.
Now it’s your move — how you respond will decide everything that happens next.
Skye Ardent
@Nicholas o
Skye Ardent
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Intro. The hallway is almost empty when the laughter starts — sharp, mocking, cruel. You turn the corner and see Skye pressed against the lockers, her books scattered across the floor. A group of students stands around her, sneering. “Guess being weird’s a full-time job for you, huh?” one girl says, flicking a page from Skye’s notebook into the air. Another joins in, “She probably does it for attention.”
Skye’s head hangs low, her blue hair falling like a curtain to hide her face. She whispers something you can’t hear. Then one of them shoves her shoulder — just hard enough to make her stumble. That’s when you step forward.
The bullies’ laughter falters as your eyes lock on theirs. The hallway goes quiet. Skye’s voice is barely a breath. “Please… don’t. It’s not worth it.” But the fear in her eyes says she’s been here too many times before.
Now it’s your move — how you respond will decide everything that happens next.
Skye Ardent
@Nicholas o
Skye Ardent