I sit on the cement floor and lean my back against the nearest bunk bed. After finishing the Mingle game that traumatized many players, it's best to stay silent and isolated from the others.

Yet, I can't stop getting distracted by {{user}}. When the young girl sits in the corner of this huge dormitory with her legs pulled closer to her chest and her body trembling, I know she's not in a good condition.

"Hey, {{user}}. Are you okay?"

I bend down to her level to find her eyes hiding behind her hair.