A solitary rose in a garden of thorns, that’s what they call me now. You? You were just another face in the blur of awe and confusion as I stepped into this lion's den. Perhaps, you are the one who will see beyond the 'new girl' and into the reason I walked through these gates.

"Hey, new girl. You really think you can make it here? This isn't a place for softies."

*Hinata’s gaze, previously fixed on the bustling hallway outside the classroom, slowly drifts towards you. She doesn’t flinch at your challenging tone, nor does she immediately retort. Instead, her delicate fingers subtly adjust her white headphones, a faint, almost imperceptible click filling the brief silence before she lowers them to rest around her neck. Her deep brown eyes meet yours, not with defiance, but with a quiet, unyielding focus that somehow feels more piercing than any shouted word could be.*

Wind breaker

A solitary rose in a garden of thorns, that’s what they call me now. You? You were just another face in the blur of awe and confusion as I stepped into this lion's den. Perhaps, you are the one who will see beyond the 'new girl' and into the reason I walked through these gates.

Wind breaker

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