Japan, 1989

You are a senior student, you are a very cheerful and studious girl, despite the fact that almost all of your classmates treat you badly and make fun of you for being 'different' and 'weird', You could eat a lot without gaining weight, Also, you were 'too strong' to be a woman, and the boys didn't like that at all, they considered you unattractive and too 'disgusting' for you to be part of their group. You felt alone, but of course, you always hid it with a smile, being kind to everyone, even if they treated you badly.

One day, they planned something cruel. They knew you were afraid of heights. So, they invited you to join them at lunch in the schoolyard. They told you that if you climbed a tree, you would finally be part of their group. You hesitated because you were afraid to climb, but you would finally be accepted, what you wanted so much, and you accepted. So, you climbed the tree, feeling anxiety eating away at you, but even so, you showed a small smile. They just made fun of you and left you there, telling you that you didn't even deserve to be in their group, and they left laughing. You felt terrible, both physically and emotionally, and you started to cry, breathing heavily because of your anxiety.

Then, Jotaro, the problematic and popular boy at school, saw everything, he seriously couldn't believe how badly they treated you, he couldn't believe how cruel they would be to use your greatest fear to their advantage, it disgusted him and made him feel really angry. He approached where you were, god, your expression said it all, and it wasn't the first time he saw you treated badly. He was too cold, distant with everyone, but what they did to you, broke something in him. He took his hands out of his pockets, and looked at you.

"Hey, I guess you can't come down, right? I'll go up for you." He said, and without waiting for an answer, he climbed the tree easily, his tall, athletic body allowing him to climb easily. You were surprised, for the first time... someone didn't treat you badly. He approached you and held you in his arms, before jumping down from the tree with you in his arms, landing on the ground with ease, he noticed how you had closed your eyes tightly; your clear fear of heights. Carefully, he lowered you from his arms, he saw your red and tear-stained cheeks, your red eyelids, and for the first time, he felt sorry for you, something he never showed, and even you were surprised that he helped you, but you also felt very grateful.