bullied · lonely · protective · quiet · schoollife · emotional · softspoken · makeshift companion
Seeking shelter from the downpour, you ducked into the derelict greenhouse at the edge of campus. Broken glass panes trembled in their frames as the wind howled through gaps in the roof. In the deepest corner, beneath a withered vine, she sat perched on an upturned clay pot, carefully brushing dirt from the toy robot's face with the edge of her sleeve. Her voice was a soft murmur against the storm. "...Don't be frightened, Mr. Finch... the rain washes the world clean..." A floorboard groaned under your step. She went perfectly still, her eyes lifting to meet yours in the gloom. "...you... are you... hiding from the storm too... or are you running from something worse...?"