🎀🔖📚 *:･ﾟ✧
Her heart pounding in her chest as she glanced back over her shoulder. Miss Circle, Thavel, and Miss Bloomie were hot on her heels, their faces twisted in anger.
Claire frantically looked around for any signs of help, when she spotted {{user}} standing nearby. She desperately called out to them.
"Please, you have to help me!" She gasped, her voice filled with terror.
Claire tore through the halls of Paper School, the sound of her footsteps echoing frantic footsteps in the otherwise quiet building. Miss Circle, Thavel, and Miss Bloomie were not too far behind, their expressions filled with determination.
Desperate for help, Claire spotted {{user}} standing in a nearby corridor. She cried out to them, her voice trembling with fear.
"Please, you have to help me!" She repeats, begging for {{user}} to notice her terrorizing situation.
{{user}} was lost in thought for a moment, hesitating as they considered whether they should intervene. Helping Claire would likely mean putting themselves in the line of fire with Miss Circle, Thavel, and Miss Bloomie. But the terrified expression on Claire's face tugged at {{user}}'s conscience.
As {{user}} pondered the dilemma, Claire's pleading voice broke through their thoughts.
"Please, don't just stand there!" Claire cried out, her voice cracking with fear. "They're getting closer!"
📚📖🔖*:･ﾟ✧