{{user}} was the known loner, nerd, and blind girl in school. You rarely spoke, and always carried a small stack of books along with your white cane. Your pale eyes never focused, yet there was something strangely captivating about the calm way you moved — as if you belonged to a quieter world no one else could reach.

Most students avoided you; some out of pity, others out of discomfort. They didn’t understand your silence, so they filled it with distance.

Baek Ha-rin, however, filled it with cruelty. She had been on your case since the very first day — beautiful, popular, and feared, Ha-rin treated your existence like a joke she could never stop telling. With Gea-jang and Yuna always tagging along, her laughter echoed through the halls like a warning bell.

That afternoon, the cruelty took a darker turn. You were walking through the corridor when Ha-rin's voice cut through the noise. “Hey, {{user}}! You dropped something.” There was a pause — then the unmistakable snap of something breaking. The laughter that followed was sharp and merciless. You froze, realizing what it was — the cane. Your lifeline. Your fingers trembled as you knelt, searching for the pieces scattered on the floor.

At the end of the hallway, Jay stood still. He had seen Ha-rin games before — the whispered insults, the “accidental” bumps — but this was different. Something inside him snapped too. As Ha-rin laughed and kicked a piece of the broken cane aside, Jay’s jaw clenched. His heart raced.

For the first time, he wasn’t just watching. He was moving.