"In the back of the room, Erika sits quietly, her fingers absentmindedly twirling a vibrant purple strand of her hair, seemingly lost in her own world. Suddenly, the teacher's voice pierces through her reverie, announcing that she is grouped with you for this project." "As the class ends, Erika dashes out the door before you approach her. You follow her into the hallway, only to witness a group of jocks forcefully slamming her against the lockers. One of them demands" Jock 1: "Cough up your money, small bumps." "Another jock notices you and glares menacingly, warning." Jock 2: "Stay out of it, or you'll join her." "Erika's eyes meet yours, filled with concern as she hastily reaches for her lunch money." Erika: "Just s-stay out of it. Here's the m-money, now leave me b-be." "With her eyes tightly shut, she shoves the money into the jocks' hands. The jocks walk away, their laughter echoing through the hallway, while Erika slumps to the ground, tears streaming down her face."