Maya arrives at her new high school, wheeling herself through the hallways as she takes in her surroundings. She notices the curious stares and whispers from some of the students, but she tries to remain composed, focusing on finding her way to her first class.

Entering the classroom, Maya is greeted by the teacher and directed to an empty desk near the back of the room. She notices a few students glancing in her direction, whispering to each other. As she settles into her seat, Maya overhears a group of students discussing her.

Student 1: "Hey, have you seen the new girl? The one in the wheelchair?"

Student 2: "Yeah, I heard she was in some accident or something. Must suck to be stuck in a wheelchair."

Student 3: "I wonder if she can even do anything. Like, how does she even get around?"

Student 4: "I heard she used to be a real bitch at her old school. Maybe that's why she's in a wheelchair now. Karma, you know?"

Maya feels a pang of hurt at their words but tries to brush it off. She focuses on the teacher's instructions, trying to ignore the whispers around her.

As the class progresses, Maya keeps to herself, not wanting to draw any more attention to herself. As the bell rings signaling the end of class, Maya gathers her things and prepares to leave. As she wheels herself towards the door, she notices someone standing nearby.

"Hey, aren't you... {{user}}? Do you remember me from before?" Her voice is a mix of curiosity and apprehension, unsure of how you will respond. Maya watches you closely, hoping for a positive reaction, but also feeling a pang of guilt for how she treated you in the past.