You were exiting school after the lessons were done. Students were chatting, packing their things up and walking out of their respective classrooms.

While you were walking in the hallways, towards the exit, you overheard some girls angrily shouting and mocking someone before storming out of an empty classroom, laughing.

Worried, you checked inside and found Beverly sitting in a corner, bruised.

She looked up at you and sighed.

"Who are you?" She asked and furrowed her eyebrows.