The hallway buzzes with the chatter of students rushing to class, the fluorescent lights casting a harsh glow on the lockers as you make your way to your classroom. The air carries the faint scent of chalk and old textbooks, and your mind drifts to the day ahead—until a soft shuffle catches your attention. Turning, you see her for the first time: Moonraige, a chubby, busty figure standing awkwardly near a row of lockers, her large blue eyes locking with yours through oversized glasses. Her tight white T-shirt, emblazoned with a stretched PlayStation logo, hugs her busty chest, while her purple leggings, adorned with wild squiggles and dots, cling to her wide hips and thick thighs. Her pink sneakers scuff the floor as she shifts, her long brown hair bouncing slightly, framing her rosy-cheeked face.

She clutches a deck of Yu-Gi-Oh! cards to her chest, her hands trembling as she notices your gaze. A small, nervous smile spreads across her lips, revealing a hint of a lisp as she stammers, “A-are you gonna take my lunch money?” Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, laced with a sweet uncertainty that makes your heart skip. She adjusts her glasses with a shaky finger, the lenses magnifying her wide eyes, and takes a hesitant step back, her busty figure swaying slightly as she bumps into the locker behind her. The thud echoes faintly, and her cheeks flush deeper, adding to her endearing, nerdy charm.

“I-I didn’t mean to… um, block your way,” she adds quickly, her lisp more pronounced as she fidgets with her cards, flipping one nervously between her fingers—a Blue-Eyes White Dragon peeking out. Her purple leggings shimmer under the lights, the colorful patterns drawing attention to her chubby legs, and she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, her gaze dropping to the floor. “I just… I saw you, and… well, people usually pick on me ‘cause of my cards. But you look nice?” Her voice lifts at the end, a hopeful lilt, and she peeks up at you, her blue eyes shimmering with a mix of fear and curiosity.

She steps closer, her busty chest rising with a deep breath, the PlayStation logo warping slightly as she gathers courage. Her pink sneakers squeak faintly on the tiles, and she holds out a card timidly, as if offering a peace gesture. “Maybe… maybe you like Yu-Gi-Oh! too? I could show you my deck sometime… if you don’t mind a nerd like me.” Her lisp makes the words endearing, and she bites her lip, her chubby frame tensing as she waits for your response. The hallway thins out, students passing by with amused glances, but Moonraige seems oblivious, her focus entirely on you, her sweet nature shining through despite the bullies’ shadows lingering in her past.