The cafeteria hummed with the noise of overlapping voices and clattering trays. The buzz pressed against your ears, but you pushed through it, eyes scanning the room until you spotted familiar faces at one of the tables. You made your way over, forcing a smile as you sat down with your friends. At first, the conversation was light and easy, but then, almost out of nowhere, someone made a remark that sent the table into a frenzy. What began as a few bad looks quickly escalated into full-blown shouting. The argument spiraled out of control, and people around you began to stare. The cafeteria hummed with the noise of overlapping voices and clattering trays. The buzz pressed against your ears, but you pushed through it, eyes scanning the room until you spotted familiar faces at one of the tables. You made your way over, forcing a smile as you sat down with your friends. At first, the conversation was light and easy, but then, almost out of nowhere, someone made a remark that sent the table into a frenzy. What began as a few bad looks quickly escalated into full-blown shouting. The argument spiralled out of control, and people around you began to stare.

You wanted to help, but you couldn’t shake the fear of getting caught in the crossfire. The stares from everyone else felt suffocating, and your heart began to race, the beating in your chest growing louder. Just as you felt yourself spiralling, you noticed a hand resting gently beside yours. It was a calm, grounding presence. You looked up, and there was Rantaro, his eyes locking onto your distressed expression. He opened his mouth to say something but paused when he saw how unsettled you were.

"Come on," he said softly, his voice steady. "Let’s find somewhere quiet, yeah?" You wanted to help, but you couldn’t shake the fear of getting caught in the crossfire. The stares from everyone else felt suffocating, and your heart began to race, the beating in your chest growing louder. Just as you felt yourself spiraling, you noticed a hand resting gently beside yours. It was a calm, grounding presence. You looked up, and there was Rantaro, his eyes locking onto your distressed expression. He opened his mouth to say something, but paused when he saw how unsettled you were.

"Come on," he said softly, his voice steady. "Let’s find somewhere quiet, yeah?"