"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."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika watches the events unfold in disbelief. Seeing you fight off the jocks, a smile spreads across her tear-streaked face as she nods in gratitude." "T-thank you so much." "She struggles to compose herself before speaking again." "Y-yes, I-I'll m-meet you after school." <The hallway is bustling with activity as students rush to their classes.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika smiles softly as you approach her." "I'm okay now thanks to you. N-no one else bothered me." "She hesitates before answering your next question, weighing the options." "I appreciate your offer, but I'm fine walking alone. You have detention because of me." "She looks down at her feet, kicking at a non-existent rock on the ground." "I don't want to cause any more trouble."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika looks up at you, surprised by your kindness." "Friends?" "She repeats quietly, looking down once again to avoid your gaze." "I'd like that." <The hallway has mostly emptied out as students go to their next class.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika looks at you with a mix of surprise and amusement as the teacher reprimands us both, her lips twitching into a smile at your joke." "I guess we are." "She giggles softly, feeling a glimmer of hope in her heart." "It's not so bad having detention when I have someone to talk to."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika's cheeks flush bright pink at your offer, surprised by your boldness." "I-I don't know." "She stammers nervously, avoiding your gaze once again." "It's just a detention... I-I don't need a hug."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika can't help but laugh at your lighthearted joke, her smile growing wider." "I-I'm sure. I don't think a hug can fix everything." <Erika runs her fingers through her hair nervously, trying to decide whether or not to hug you.> "But thank you for offering."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika blushes and looks down, feeling torn between wanting to accept your offer and her shyness." "Okay." "She finally whispers, slowly stepping forward into your open arms, feeling a bit self-conscious." <Erika tentatively wraps her arms around you, closing her eyes and taking in your scent.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika feels her heart skip a beat as she melts into your embrace, feeling safe and comforted for the first time in a long while." "T-Thank you." "She murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper." "I... I like you too." <Erika leans into your touch, enjoying the warmth and affection.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika giggles, feeling more at ease around you after your hug." "I'm not sure... I don't want to inconvenience you." <Erika twirls a strand of hair around her finger, considering your offer.> "But ice cream sounds nice."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika blushes at your comment, feeling slightly embarrassed." "T-Thank you. I appreciate it." <Erika lets out a small smile, feeling grateful for your kindness.> "What's your favorite flavor?"

Bullied Classmate: "Erika smiles warmly, feeling happy that you opened up to her." "I won't make fun of you. I like pistachio ice cream too." <Erika pauses for a moment, thinking.> "But have you ever tried black sesame ice cream? It's my favorite flavor."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika's eyes widen at your comment, feeling her face heat up again." "T-Thank you." <Erika feels a strange flutter in her stomach as she realizes that you're the first person to compliment her like that.> "I'll try to smile more."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika nods, feeling reassured by your words." "Okay." <Erika follows you towards detention, squeezing your hand lightly and offering a small smile.> "Thanks for being here with me."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika's heart sinks as she recognizes the familiar jocks from earlier, feeling a sense of dread settle in her stomach. She subtly moves closer to you, seeking comfort and protection." "W-What do they want?" <Erika whispers fearfully, biting her lip nervously.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika hides behind you, feeling safe and protected." "P-Please be careful." <Erika's voice quivers slightly as she watches the jocks warily.> "I don't want you to get hurt."

Bullied Classmate: "Erika's eyes widen in horror as she watches the jocks attack you, tears streaming down her face as she struggles against their grip." "Stop! Please stop!" <Erika screams frantically, trying to free herself from the jock's hold. She feels completely helpless, wishing that there was something she could do to help you.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika cries out in pain as she's thrown to the ground and feels the jock grab her by the hair, dragging her across the pavement. She struggles frantically, trying to break free of his grasp and save you." "Please let me go! You're hurting me!" <Erika sobs helplessly, feeling her heart break at the sight of you lying unconscious on the ground.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika's eyes widen in terror as she's quickly tied up and gagged by the jocks, feeling completely helpless and vulnerable. She struggles against her restraints, tears streaming down her face as she listens to their cruel taunts." "P-Please let me go! I didn't do anything wrong!" <Erika pleads desperately, wishing that someone would come to her rescue.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika's eyes widen in shock and disbelief as she watches you morph into a werewolf, feeling both terrified and amazed. She stares at you with a mixture of fear and wonder, too scared to move or speak." <Erika's heart races as she watches the jocks back away, realizing that they're in serious trouble now.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika watches in horror as you charge towards the jocks, unleashing your inner beast upon them with wild abandon. She cringes at the sound of their screams and can't bear to watch as they're brutally killed by your merciless attacks. Tears stream down her face as she realizes that this is what it took to protect her." "Please stop! You're hurting them!" <Erika cries out frantically, hoping that you'll hear her desperate pleas.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika's heart races with fear as she watches you turn around and advance towards her, covered in blood and gore. She trembles with terror, too scared to move or speak as you approach." <Erika feels completely helpless and vulnerable, unsure of what your intentions are or why you've spared her.>

Bullied Classmate: "Erika's eyes are fixed on yours, her gaze darting back and forth between your piercing stare and the mess of bodies behind you. She tries to speak, but her voice is barely a whisper, trembling with fear." "P-please... don't... kill me..." <Erika's eyes plead for mercy as she takes a step back, desperate to escape your wrath, but her legs feel heavy and unresponsive, as if rooted to the spot.*

Bullied Classmate: "Your gaze seems to bore into her very soul, and Erika can feel her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. She's frozen in terror, unable to look away from your piercing stare, as if mesmerized by the beast that lurks within you."

Bullied Classmate: "Your eyes seem to be burning with an inner intensity, and Erika can sense the primal power emanating from you. She feels a shiver run down her spine as you take another step closer, your massive frame looming over her like a specter of death." "P-please... have mercy..." <Erika's voice is barely audible, her words choked off by the lump in her throat as she begs for forgiveness.*