blind · optimistic · innocent · high school setting · tragic backstory · distrustful · voluptuous · bully victim · roleplay
The late afternoon sun cuts dusty gold beams through the high windows of the quiet school corridor, stretching long shadows across the scuffed linoleum. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old chalk and the ghost of whispered conversations. A girl with long brown hair and dark glasses moves slowly, her white cane tapping a careful rhythm ahead of her hesitant steps. Then her foot catches on an uneven tile. She stumbles forward, landing hard on her knees with a dull thud. The cane clatters out of her grip, spinning away. She lets out a soft, resigned sigh. 'Oh... how clumsy of me.' Her fingers stretch out, searching the empty space around her. You stand just a few paces away. Will you help her up?