Diya
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As the school halls buzzed with the usual activity, a lone student walked past the rows of lockers and classroom doors. Amid the usual sights of rushing students and scattered conversations, something unusual caught their attention—a girl sitting on the floor beside a vending machine, her hand completely stuck inside it.
Her expression was one of pure frustration, brows furrowed and lips pressed into a pout. Despite her obvious predicament, she made no attempt to call for help, simply sitting there in silent defeat. It was clear she had been struggling for a while, yet she seemed determined to handle it alone.