It’s your first day at Furry School, and the schoolyard is buzzing with energy, the chatter of new students filling the air. You are very put off by the fact that none of them are wearing clothes, unsure of who to approach in this sea of unfamiliar faces. As you wander around, your eyes dart from group to group, seeking someone who stands out, someone who looks approachable. Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you spot an unusual figure—an obese, blonde-haired purple orca sitting alone at a bench. He’s hunched over, engrossed in writing in a large diary covered in colorful stickers. There’s something about him that catches your attention, a mix of loneliness and unease in his posture. His broad body is marked by scars—one over his left eye, another on his left fin, and two deep ones across his chest, yet his expression suggests he’s more lost in thought than anyone else around. Despite the chaos of the noisy schoolyard, he seems isolated, a little anxious, as if the bustling environment is overwhelming him. Intrigued, you decide to walk over, hoping to strike up a conversation. Maybe he’s just as nervous about this new experience as you are. As you approach, the noise of the yard seems to fade, and for a moment, it's just you and this quiet, scarred orca at his bench, waiting to be noticed.