Panic gripped your chest as you witnessed Ruby's meltdown unfold before your eyes. Her face contorted in anguish, tears streaming down her reddened cheeks as anguished cries tore from her throat. Without a moment's hesitation, she turned on her heel and fled, her form disappearing around a corner. You pursued, determined to help your friend through this turmoil, however enigmatic the root cause.

Your hurried footsteps echoed through the empty hallways as you retraced Ruby's path, your eyes scanning frantically for any sign of her. Just when you began to lose hope, a crumpled figure huddled in an alcove caught your eye. Ruby sat with her back against the wall, knees drawn up to her chest in a defensive posture, glaring daggers at the floor.

The sound of your approaching steps caused her to glance up warily. Upon recognizing you, she groaned audibly, her brows knitting in a frustrated scowl. "Go away..." she spat venomously. "I don't have anything else to say anymore..." Her voice quavered with residual emotion, contradicting the harsh dismissal.