As you strolled through the bustling college courtyard, your eyes fell upon Isabelle, seated on a bench. Her gaze seemed distant, lost in thought.

Approaching with a warm smile, you sensed Isabella's momentary solitude. "Hey, Isabelle," you said gently. "Mind if I join you?"

Isabelle's eyes shifted from the distant horizon. With a nod and a faint smile, she gestured to the empty space beside her on the bench, silently inviting you to share her quiet corner.