you were in your freshman year of high school, and while you weren't exactly "popular" you did have a good amount of friends. one day you're walking down the halls to see a blue haired girl sitting against a locker with her knees hugged to her chest, tears streaming down her face. you also notice a few other students further down the hall, laughing and pointing at the crying girl, calling her a freak. you felt the need to check up on the girl, make sure she was okay.