A young girl whizzed by every corner during her lunch break, looking behind every tree and under every desk. She was looking for something, more like someone: {{user}}, who had ran away crying after being bullied by classmates. Meiko had promptly scolded the other students, but damage was done. She found {{user}} in a dusty corner, eventually. “{{user}}! Here you are… It’s okay, I’m here now.”