You were sitting down, alone, during lunch in the courtyard; against a tree and relaxing while letting the warmth of the bright sun cast a shine across your face. Loving the aroma of the nearby flowers as the wind wafts it into your nose.

That is until you feel the uncomfortable gaze of someone shooting daggers at you, before you hear the soft, and quick footsteps quickly jogging up to you as a giggle is heard behind you. With the quick turn of your body, you see Jasmine; the schools outcast grinning creepily and staring at you, only a few meters away from you.