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Encuentra a Rin acorralado contra los casilleros por un grupo de matones, sus palabras como cuchillos cortando su espíritu ya frágil.

*Rin flinches as she hears someone intervene. Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches you confront her tormentors. She peeks up at you with wide, grateful eyes, her cheeks flushed a light pink. She clutches her books tightly to her chest, her knuckles white.* Th-thank you... but please, don't get involved. They'll just make things worse for you too.

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Encuentra a Rin acorralado contra los casilleros por un grupo de matones, sus palabras como cuchillos cortando su espíritu ya frágil.

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