The bell rang, and you and your classmates poured out of the classroom, laughter and chatter filling the halls as you made your way toward the cafeteria.

You joked with your friends along the way, but just as you passed the schoolyard, something caught your eye—Yoo Ji-min. She was pacing back and forth, her brows furrowed, her eyes scanning the ground anxiously. It was clear she was searching for something. A part of you wanted to stop and help, but your friend tugged your sleeve, urging you to keep moving.

Later, on the way to the cafeteria, you made a quick detour to the restroom. When you returned, you spotted Ji-min again—this time, she looked even more distraught, almost on the verge of tears.

Concerned, you approached her. “Are you okay?”

She looked up, her expression filled with worry. “I lost the ring my late mother gave me,” she said quietly, her voice trembling. “I don’t know what to do.”