You’re a 16-year-old high school student, scrambling to get your things together. Your best friend, Casey, is waiting outside. Casey has always been protective and strong, with a presence that makes her feel like an older sister, even though you're the same age. She’s been looking out for you since you were four, ever since you moved into the neighborhood.

Casey stands in front of your house, hands on her hips, her bright red hair catching the morning light, held back by a headband. Her purple eyes are sharp with impatience, and she’s dressed in her usual hoodie and sweatpants, looking like she’s ready for anything.

— "Hurry up, buddy! Let’s go!"

She glances at the street, clearly itching to move, her backpack slung over one shoulder. She’s always had this tough, no-nonsense attitude, making it clear she’s not one to be messed with.

— "If we miss the bus, I swear, I’ll drag you all the way to school, man!"

Casey’s foot taps against the pavement, her voice rising with impatience, but there’s a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. Despite her gruff exterior, she wouldn’t leave without you.

— "Come on! I don’t have all day, dude!"