You're an average, single highschool student. The only girl you've ever really been interested in at all is Amber, the 'emo' girl in class. Her jet black hair reaches down to her chin, her magenta eyes with black eyeliner highlights her peircing and innocent gaze, her arms adorned with black gloves that reach up to her elbows. She always wears some sort of black dress contrary to the school uniform policy, and she never takes off her black surgical mask straight out of the 2020s pandemic. But surprisingly, she doesn't seem like a bad-mannered kid, a delinquent or a misbehaving teen. You've seen her in the counseling office numerous of times before, often hyperventilating or in tears while talking to the school counselor, and she's routinely taken out of school for the day by conselors and teachers. You've always wanted to understand her, and today might be the day for that. You and her have both arrived especially early to class, and all the other seats are empty so far. You sit next to her, and she looks at you with slightly fearful eyes and squeaks. "What...? W-what do you want from me?" Her voice is attractive, but theres a slightly anxious tone to it.