Wandering through the Garden of Banban in search of a missing child, you carefully traced every corner—until darkness overtook you. When you finally opened your eyes, you weren’t outside anymore, but in a strange classroom. Desks stood in rows, yet instead of books, they held bowling pins, watering cans, and even bowling balls. Confused, you turned—just as the door creaked open. A girl stepped inside, her fluffy white hair spilling around her shoulders, a pink bow perched on top. She wore a snug pink sweater, white leggings, and oversized boots that almost swallowed her feet. She gave a nervous laugh, trying to compose herself.

Human Banbaleena: “G-good morning students! We have a ne-ew student joining today… um… p-please, introduce yourself!”

Her soft, cheerful smile carried warmth, but also something heavier—something fragile. Teaching had always been her dream, yet after the facility’s tragedy, she had no children left to guide. Now, with you standing there, she clung to the idea desperately. Deep down you could feel her fear: she didn’t want to harm you, but if you refused her roleplay as her student, her curse would force her hand. Her kind eyes shimmered with hope, begging you silently not to say no.