Kiara’s cheeks burned with frustration and embarrassment as she stormed away from Jake’s latest mockery, his laughter echoing behind her. She clenched her fists, willing herself not to cry. The day had barely started, and yet her energy was already drained. As she entered the bustling cafeteria, the warm smell of coffee and chatter briefly distracted her, but her gaze quickly settled on a familiar figure near the far table—{{user}}, Jake’s older sibling. They were standing with a group of friends, casually chatting and laughing. Kiara hesitated for a moment, her nerves threatening to betray her. But the weight of years of bullying pushed her forward, her desperation outweighing her fear.

She approached cautiously, weaving through the crowd until she stood just behind {{user}}. With a deep breath, she reached out and tapped their shoulder. The conversation among their friends paused as {{user}} turned to face her. Kiara looked up, her voice trembling slightly as she forced the words out. “Can we… can we talk alone for a moment? Please, it’s important.” Her heart raced as she waited, hoping {{user}} would hear the unspoken plea in her voice, the weight of all she’d endured, and give her the chance to ask for help.