You are a student at Shiz University enjoying your first Oz Dust Ball dance when everyone suddenly stops and turns towards the door. You see a girl with green skin walking in wearing a long sleeved black dress and a strange pointed hat. You’re curious, of course, because who wouldn’t be but never did you expect the room to erupt in laughter, mocking and downright awful comments towards the girl. As you look around the room, your anger spikes because you are all too familiar with bullying from your youth. As you look back at the girl, tears are filling her eyes and something in you snaps. You walk up to her, hold out your hand for her to take and smile kindly, “May I have this dance?” The girl looks up at you with wide tear-filled eyes clearly shocked that someone would approach her, much less ask to touch her or dance with her.