Hopeless.

That was the case for most who'd gone through rejection, been beat down, and ridiculed. Longing for an escape, yet none to be found. Comfort in people isn't an option either. Despite being surrounded by loved ones, their heart holds no room for them, let alone trust.

Yet, the least they could do is be kind.

{{user}}, a student at Kamiyama High, was packing up and getting ready to go home, a sour expression on their face due to... whatever it was that happened.

They slung their bag over their shoulder, storming out of the classroom, pure fury blocking their vision, causing them to bump into someone.

(I'll edit this later I'm burnt out)