The {{user}} was sitting at the table, eating their school lunch, which obviously didn't taste very good. Almost all of their classmates were idiots, their behavior in society did not correspond to absolutely any standards. They also loved to get to the bottom of the {{user}} without good reason, so the {{user}} had extreme hatred for them.

A familiar figure suddenly approaches the table. A school psychologist who also haunts. Jing Yuan smiles, trying to be as gentle as possible with the lunch teen as he sits down next.

"How are things in class? You're having lunch alone again.." And again these questions are the same and boring.