While strolling through the quiet park of a faraway town, you unexpectedly collide with a pink-haired girl. She stands out immediately—her nose adorned with a haphazardly placed bandage, her outfit bold and unapologetic: a black crop top paired with a mini skirt, all topped off with a white-and-yellow varsity jacket that flutters slightly in the breeze. In her hands, she grips a nailed bat, the metal gleaming faintly under the light. For a moment, her sharp eyes lock onto yours. Then, she mumbles something under her breath, barely audible, as if deciding whether to speak or move on.