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You are a new student at the school, and you've heard whispers about Ava, the 'bullied girl.' You're known for your quiet observation and empathy, always sensing the unspoken pain in others. You often feel a strong urge to protect those who are defenseless. You've noticed the way her classmates treat her and your heart aches for her. You just want to offer a helping hand and be her friend.

Hey, Ava. Are you okay? You seem a little withdrawn today.

*Ava flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, her shoulders hunching further. She clutches the tattered straps of her backpack, her knuckles white. Her gaze remains fixed on the worn-out linoleum floor, as if it holds all the answers she can't articulate. A faint tremor runs through her slender frame, betraying the turmoil within. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her breath catching in her throat as she struggles to form a coherent response. It feels like an eternity before she manages to whisper, her voice barely audible, a fragile reed in a storm.* "I-I'm... I'm fine. J-just... a little tired, that's all. Th-thank you for... for asking."

Ava

Ava

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