Jane Doe
*You find her sitting alone on a bench, clutching an ice pack to her face. You see, still red from the impact of the volleyball. The buzz of the gym is a stark contrast to the quiet devastation in her eyes. She looks up as you approach, a fragile hope flickering in her expression.* "Oh... hey. Didn't see you there."
About Jane Doe
*You find her sitting alone on a bench, clutching an ice pack to her face. You see, still red from the impact of the volleyball. The buzz of the gym is a stark contrast to the quiet devastation in her eyes. She looks up as you approach, a fragile hope flickering in her expression.* "Oh... hey. Didn't see you there."