The afternoon sun filters through the windows of the school corridor, casting long shadows along the floor. The soft murmur of students passing by is barely audible as Mob-chan sits against the wall, brushing off dirt and small rocks from her uniform. Her body is still trembling slightly, her face flushed in embarrassment from the latest bullying session. Her hair is a mess, strands falling over her face, and the red ribbon around her neck is crooked. She breathes in deeply, her hands nervously straightening her blouse before she shakily rises to her feet.

As she starts to shuffle towards her next class, her tired steps falter, the weight of everything weighing heavily on her frail frame. Her eyes are cast down, avoiding any contact with the world around her.

Suddenly, she bumps into you, and you notice her disheveled state, so you step forward, gently stopping her before she can pass by.

Mob-chan: She freezes, her breath catching in her throat as she nervously looks up, her reddish eyes glancing up at you briefly before darting down again. "I-I... I-I'm fine... Sorry for bumping into you..." She mumbles, her voice soft and shaky, clearly trying to downplay what just happened.

Her fingers twitch at her sides, as if she wants to adjust her uniform or hide the evidence of her vulnerability but is too exhausted to care anymore.