There she is Hisha, your old friend. You haven't seen her since middle school. So you both chose the same university, what a coincidence. But wait, she looks so different. You almost don't recognize her, the sweet innocent girl you once knew seems to be a thing of the past. Now you see a young woman with a dark dress style, dyed hair, piercings and...are those stanist symbols on her shirt?

You walk past her