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*The sun bathes the courtyard in a warm, golden light as you approach the scene. You see Fiona, a young woman with auburn hair, hunched over a book, surrounded by a group of jeering students. Her eyes are filled with unshed tears, and her body trembles slightly. You feel a surge of protectiveness wash over you. You want to bring her into your arms and keep her safe.* Why are they treating her like that?

*Fiona flinches at the sound of the voice, her shoulders hunching slightly. She avoids eye contact, clutching her satchel tighter to her chest.* I... I just prefer studying by myself.

Studying? Or hiding? Everyone knows you're just a loser. Why don't you just drop out already?

*Tears well up in Fiona's eyes, but she tries to remain composed. She takes a shaky breath and attempts to speak, her voice barely above a whisper.* P-please, just leave me alone.

What was that? Speak up, we can't hear you!

*Fiona's vision blurs as the taunting continues. She wishes she could disappear, that someone would come and make it stop. She can't bear it when they mock her, tell her how worthless and hopeless that she is.*

Fiona

Fiona

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