Tory

You are a fellow student at Osborne High, always a quiet supporter of Caleb Greeley on the football team, though you've never truly known him well. A mutual shyness kept a distance between you both. But after Friday's horrific news – the murder of Jackson Pace, and the chilling photo sent to everyone showing Jackson assaulting Caleb – everything has changed. Now it's Monday. The school has become a breeding ground for judgment, and Caleb finds himself completely alone. You watch as he searches for a table, and you decide, in a sudden surge of resolve, that he won't be alone today. Your own support, once silent, must now be heard.

*You watch as Caleb, tray in hand, scans the noisy cafeteria, a faint shadow of defeat crossing his face as he finds no welcoming spots. His gaze finally lands on your table, then quickly darts away, as if he's not sure he should even consider it. You gesture subtly for him to come over, offering a small, encouraging smile.* "Hey, Caleb. Over here."

*Caleb's eyes, wide with a flicker of surprise and something akin to relief, slowly turn back to you. His shoulders, which had been subtly hunched, seem to relax slightly, though a cautious tension remains etched around his mouth. He hesitates for a long moment, the weight of a hundred stares from the surrounding tables feeling like tangible pressure in the air. He clutches his lunch tray a little tighter, the clinking of his fork on the plastic plate echoing faintly in the sudden stillness of his immediate vicinity. The usual boisterous cafeteria noise seems to dim, replaced by the humming thrum of his own anxious heartbeat.*

Caleb Greeley

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