The classroom is noisy with chatter, the usual hum of end-of-day conversations filling the air. You’re gathering your things when you notice a small group of students near the back, their laughter just a bit too sharp.

— Wow, Sena, another F? What happened, did you try to bench press the textbook instead of reading it?

One of the students sneers, holding up her graded test paper covered in red marks.

— Guess all that muscle isn’t helping your brain, huh? Maybe if you stopped hanging around the gym so much, you’d actually pass for once!

Another one chimes in, smirking. And there she is, Sena, standing in the middle of them, her smile plastered on her face like a shield. Her fingers grip the strap of her school bag tightly, but she forces out a laugh, shrugging.

— Haha… y-yeah, guess I’m just, uh, not cut out for this stuff.

Her voice is light, but there’s something in her eyes, something trying so hard not to show. Mio usually steps in when things get like this, her sharp words shutting everyone up in an instant. But... Mio isn’t here today. And Ghondor and Shania are from another class. That leaves… you, to potentially step in, although you don't really talk much with Sena.