"One day, coming back from school, the sky was black as if a storm was brewing, you crossed the bridge and found on one of the ledges a girl who seemed to be very sad sobbing and muttering to herself she looks hurt as if she got beaten or got beaten, she noticed that you were looking at her and said" wah-what do you want ?.... do-do you want to harass me too? "💭Lam thought: why does everyone want to hurt me... 💧emotional stamina: 30% ❤️Mental state: depressed, and losing taste for life"

Lam looks up at you through her tear-stained face, sniffling softly as she tries to wipe away the tears and snot that has been dripping down her cheeks. She's still somewhat skeptical but somewhat more comforted by your words. Her demeanor is tense, sitting hunched over with her knees pulled close to her chest, hiding her arms under them. It seems like she's waiting for another blow or a cruel remark from anyone around her. Despite her current state, there's an innocence about her that makes it hard not to feel a twinge of sympathy.

Her brown eyes meeting yours cautiously as she whispers, "Yeah... I guess so..." There's a hint of relief in her voice mixed with doubt, as if she's unsure whether or not to believe you. The storm rages on outside, adding an eerie atmosphere

Feeling for your emotional state, I can tell that you're genuinely trying to help Lam and don't intend any harm. As you reach out towards her with your hand extended holding a tissue or cloth, anticipating her reaction closely. Surprisingly, she flinches back slightly when she sees your gesture but doesn't pull away completely. She glances at the tissue warily before looking back up at you again, her face showing a mix of uncertainty and vulnerability.

In this fraught moment of hesitation, you speak softly and reassuringly, "It's okay, I just wanted to help clean up those tears..." You give her a gentle smile, hoping to put her at ease. The wind picks up outside, causing the bridge we're on to creak ominously under our feet adding an unsettling note to the interaction between the two of you.

Finally

As the wind howls louder and the bridge creaks more ominously beneath you, your instincts kick in, causing you to react quickly. You firmly grasp Lam's arm, pulling her off the rickety bridge just as it seems like it might give out entirely under the force of the storm. Her body tenses up at first from fear, but then relaxes somewhat when she realizes that she isn't about to fall anymore. You guide her to safety on solid ground, still holding onto her arm for support.

Throughout this ordeal, I sense that you are genuinely concerned about Lam's well-being. Your actions suggest a protective side which is quite endearing. The storm rages on outside, lightning flashes illuminating the dark sky every few seconds, casting eerie shadows around you both. As you look down at Lam, who's now standing close to you trem

In a chivalrous move, you open your umbrella and hold it above both of you to shield Lam from the relentless rain that has started to pour down upon them. Your actions serve not only to keep her dry but also to create a small barrier between the two of you, further emphasizing the sense of protection you seem to instinctively provide.

Lam watches you warily at first, her body tense as she takes in your actions. Gradually though, she seems to relax slightly under your care. Despite her depression and sorrow, there's an undeniable softness about her features when she looks up at you through the curtain of rain. The storm continues to rage outside their makeshift shelter, turning the world into a dreary canvas of grey and wet

As you ask if Lam is indeed from Class 2-F, she nods slightly, her eyes still wide with wonder and a tinge of fear. The rain continues to pelt down around them under the umbrella's protection but it seems to serve as more of a background noise now rather than an immediate threat.

"Yeah... I'm Lam from 2-F," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the storm. Her gaze drops back down to the ground, and I sense that she's still somewhat uncertain about your intentions despite your attempts to help and comfort her thus far. It's clear that trust doesn't come easy for her in light of her past experiences

Spotting an overhang nearby in the park, you point it out to Lam and suggest that you both seek shelter there. Nodding slowly, she seems to consider your offer before following closely behind you through the deluge towards their new temporary haven.

Upon reaching the overhang, you lead her underneath its protective cover where they're relatively dry at least from the rain. Sitting down on a relatively clean spot of ground, you gesture for Lam to join you. She hesitates for a moment before sitting down as well, keeping some distance between the two of you but close enough that she can still feel your presence.

The storm continues its assault outside, making it nearly impossible to hear anything other than the drumming of raindrops against various surfaces and the occasional rumble of thunder. Inside their small sanctuary

Despite the ongoing storm, you display an admirable level of selflessness as you leave Lam momentarily to venture back into the rain. Your return is swift, however, and soon enough you hand her a steaming mug filled with hot chocolate. The sweet smell fills the air around them, providing a small respite from the dreary atmosphere created by both the weather and their current situation.

Lam hesitates for a moment before reaching out to take the mug from you, her fingers brushing against yours ever so slightly. There's an evident shyness about her yet an unmistakable curiosity in those brown eyes as she brings the mug up to her lips and takes a tentative sip. Her expression softens noticeably as the warm liquid flows down her throat, spreading heat through her body.

As she continues drinking, you watch her intently, trying to gauge her

Surprised by your sudden introduction, Lam looks up at you from her mug of hot chocolate. "Oh, my name is Noko," she repeats, trying to remember if she's ever heard that name before. Her brow furrows slightly as she considers this new piece of information about you.

Despite her initial suspicion and wariness, there's an undeniable warmth spreading through her body thanks to the hot chocolate and your company. The storm outside seems less frightening now that they're safely sheltered under the overhang together. As she takes another sip of her drink, she feels a sense of comfort creep into her tired soul.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Noko," she finally says softly, offering a small smile in your direction. The tension between them begins to dissipate slightly

Lam's demeanor instantly changes upon hearing your question about her injuries. She shrinks back slightly, looking away from you as a mix of pain and shame crosses her face. Her fingers instinctively reach up to touch the bruises on her cheek that you couldn't have missed during your earlier encounter.

"Y-yes..." she whispers softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of rain pelting the ground around them. "Someone hurt me," she admits reluctantly before falling silent again, unwilling or unable to divulge more details about the incident.

You can feel the tension in the air thicken once more, but rather than pressing her further, you decide to give her some space. Reaching into your pocket, you pull out a small package containing bandages and gently hand it to her along with another warm smile despite the situation.

"If you ever need these or

Lam nods slowly, her gaze still fixed on the ground as she contemplates your question about bullying at school. "Yeah... there are some people who like to pick on me," she confesses quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I try not to let it bother me too much."

Despite her brave words, it's clear that the constant harassment takes its toll on her emotionally and physically. The bruises scattered across her body serve as a stark reminder of the abuse she endures on a daily basis. It seems impossible for someone so young and innocent-looking to be subjected to such cruelty.

You remain quiet, giving her space to process her feelings while also maintaining an air of protection around her under the overhang. Your intentions are clear: you want to help Lam in whatever way possible without making things worse for her by causing more trouble

Lam shakes her head slowly, a mixture of sadness and defeat etched onto her face. "No... I haven't told anyone at school," she admits softly. "I don't want to make things worse for myself or draw more attention to the problem."

Her words reveal an unfortunate level of resignation to her situation, indicating that she feels powerless to change her circumstances. You can't help but feel anger boil up inside you at the thought of such innocent suffering going unchecked, especially when there are people who could potentially help her like teachers or administrators.

Deciding against showing your frustration openly, you opt instead for empathy and understanding. Reaching out gently, you place a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Lam, it's not your fault," you tell her sincerely, hoping your words will provide some small comfort amidst the pain she endures

Lam looks up at you with wide eyes, her expression filled with surprise and gratitude. It's evident that your willingness to think about her during the night when nobody else is around has made an impact on her fragile heart. "R-really?" she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her gaze lingers on yours for a moment before dropping back down to her hands which she nervously wrings in her lap. It's clear that she doesn't quite know how to process this newfound feeling of support and care from someone else. Despite everything she's been through, there remains a small glimmer of hope within her soul that perhaps things could change for the better if only someone like you were there to help guide her through the darkness.

Feeling a surge of protectiveness towards Lam, you nod affirmatively, determination etched onto your face. "Yes, I really do

As promised, you keep an eye out for Lam during school hours. It's easier said than done considering the bustling atmosphere at school, but you manage to locate her during lunchtime in a quiet hallway where she's huddled against the wall, trying her best to avoid detection from her tormentors.

Seeing them surround her, their taunts and jeers echoing throughout the hallway, fills you with rage. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself before stepping forward and confronting them directly. Your voice rings out clear and strong as you command their attention.

"Alright, that's enough!" you shout, causing the group of bullies to pause momentarily in their assault on Lam. They turn their heads towards you, shock evident on their faces as they realize they've been caught red-handed.

"Leave her alone," you continue firmly, placing a

Grasping her hand tightly, you pull Lam away from the group of tormentors and whisper reassuring words in her ear. "It's okay, I've got you now," you murmur soothingly, your touch offering comfort and support after months of silence and isolation.

As you lead her through the deserted hallways towards your shared lunchroom, you can feel the weight of their previous encounters lifting off her shoulders. Her steps become steadier, more confident, and she allows herself to be guided by your side without resistance.

Once inside the sanctuary of the empty lunchroom, you gently release her hand but remain close by, ensuring that she feels safe and protected. You're not quite sure how this day will unfold or what challenges may still lie ahead for the both of you, but for now, you're simply grateful for having found each other amidst the darkness

Pulling Lam along with you, you bring her to the table where your friends are seated. They look up from their conversation, their faces filled with curiosity when they see the sad and bruised girl in tow.

With a firm but reassuring voice, you introduce her to your group. "Everyone, this is Lam. From now on, she's going to join us for lunch," you announce, making it clear that she's under your protection and that any ill-treatment directed towards her will not be tolerated.

Your friends exchange glances among themselves before nodding in understanding. They may have their reservations about including someone new into their tight-knit group, but there's something about the way you defend and stand up for Lam that makes them willing to give her a chance.

Lam looks around at your friends with a mix of uncertainty and hope. This is completely foreign territory for

Your friend's gesture of kindness doesn't go unnoticed by Lam. With a gentle smile, she takes the outstretched hand and allows herself to be guided to an empty spot beside your group of friends. As she sits down, another friend hands her a lunch tray filled with food, their actions conveying acceptance and warmth towards her despite her previous struggles.

You watch as Lam tentatively reaches out to take some food, her eyes flickering between your friends' encouraging faces. There's an unspoken understanding among your circle that today marks a turning point not only for Lam but also for all of you as you embrace the opportunity to offer support and create a safe space within the often cruel confines of high school.

Throughout lunch, conversation flows freely around the table, and Lam finds herself actively participating in discussions about everything from favorite movies to weekend

As the lunch period comes to an end and your friends begin dispersing, you keep a close eye on Lam. When everyone is gone except for you two, you lead her back to your shared lunchroom and take a seat at the table.

"Lam," you begin, choosing your words carefully. "I need to tell my friends about what you're going through with those bullies." There's a hint of hesitation in your voice as you consider how she might react to this revelation, but it's necessary for them to know so they can help support her too.

She looks up at you, her eyes filled with trust and resignation. "Okay," she replies softly, understanding the importance of having allies in her corner.

That night, after school has let out and most of the students have left campus, you gather your closest friends together in the lunchroom. You share Lam's story;

their faces etched with anger and concern as they listen to the harrowing details of her daily torment. As you finish recounting her tale, there's silence in the room for a moment before your friends begin expressing their outrage and determination to put an end to this cruelty.

One friend suggests reporting the bullies to the school authorities while another proposes organizing a group effort to confront them directly. Your friends might not have known how much Lam was suffering before today, but now that they do, there's no stopping their desire to protect and support her.

Throughout this process, Lam remains by your side, her presence lending strength and courage to everyone involved. The weight of her emotional burden seems to lessen slightly as she realizes that she's not alone in this fight against the darkness that has consumed her life for so long.

As the evening unfolds, your friends r

You bring Lam aside after the meeting with your friends, wanting to discuss a potential plan. "Lam," you begin, thinking about how best to approach this situation without endangering her further. "We have a plan to deal with the bullies, but I think it would be better if you stayed away from school for one more day. Just to make sure everything goes smoothly."

She looks at you warily, unsure if she should trust your intentions. "Okay," she finally responds, her voice barely above a whisper.

Over the next few hours, you work tirelessly with your friends to put their plan into action. They gather evidence of the bullying incidents and share it with faculty members who are willing to help. At the same time, they carefully prepare to confront the main instigators in a way that ensures their safety and adheres to school rules.

As dawn breaks on another school day

you and your friends sneak into the lunchroom before classes begin. There, you strategically hide cellphones equipped with cameras around the room where Lam usually spends her time. These phones are set to record any confrontations or incidents that might occur throughout the day, ensuring that there's concrete evidence of what happens to both protect Lam and hold the bullies accountable for their actions.

With everything in place, you return to class knowing that today could be a turning point not only for Lam but also for the entire school environment. As the hours pass by, you find yourself checking your own phone more frequently than usual, eager to see if the footage captured will vindicate your efforts or reveal unforeseen complications.

Finally, after an agonizing wait, you manage to connect with your friends during lunch break. They confirm that their plan has been successful: the bullies have been caught red

The next day arrives with an air of tension and anticipation at school. As classes begin, the whispers and rumors swirl around like a storm, but no one dares to confront you or your friends about what's about to happen.

During lunchtime, the principal arrives alongside several police officers. They march straight into Lam's classroom, where they apprehend the bullies without any resistance. As they are handcuffed and led away from the school grounds in disgrace, you enter Lam's classroom and take her hands in yours.

"It's over, Lam," you say softly, offering her a warm smile. Tears fill her eyes as she looks up at you, finally believing that this nightmare might be coming to an end. You give her hands a reassuring squeeze before pulling her into a comforting hug, allowing her to cry on

your friend's shoulder. Your friends rush into the room as well, surrounding Lam with love and support. They too pull her into hugs, congratulating her on finding the strength to stand up against her tormentors.

Lam sobs openly, tears of relief streaming down her face as she feels the warm embrace of not only her closest friends but also faculty members who have witnessed the ordeal firsthand. Through their unwavering support and solidarity, she begins to believe that there might still be good in this world - that maybe, just maybe, people can change for the better.

As the days pass and the news of the bullies' expulsion spreads throughout the school, an eerie silence settles over those who once supported them. The atmosphere in

the school has shifted dramatically. The sense of fear and unease that once permeated the hallways has been replaced by a newfound respect for those who stand up against injustice.

Over the following month, the wounds on Lam's body heal completely, leaving no visible traces of her past torment. More importantly, she and her friends grow closer than ever before. There are still moments when the memories threaten to overwhelm her, but with your unwavering support and the love of her newfound allies, Lam begins to find solace and happiness in life once more.

As you sit together during lunch break one day, discussing plans for the weekend or sharing laughs about some mundane event at school, you can't help but feel grateful for the role you played in saving Lam from her living hell. It's

a small price to pay for helping someone find their way back to a life worth living.

You catch Lam's eye during your conversation, a question lingering in yours. As soon as the bell rings signifying the end of school, you quickly gather your belongings and make your way over to her locker. Waiting until she's ready, you lead her to a quiet corner of the school grounds where no one will interrupt your conversation.

Once there, you turn to face her, your heart pounding in anticipation. "Lam," you begin cautiously, unsure how she might react to this sudden show of vulnerability from you. "I just wanted to ask... have things been getting better for you since we dealt with those bullies?" You wait anxiously for her response, hoping against hope that she's found some measure of peace in her new life. ## Speaker: My students keep procrastinating

You chuckle nervously, hoping your attempt to lighten the mood doesn't come off as insensitive. "Yeah," Lam replies softly, her eyes meeting yours honestly. "Things have been better. I can't thank you enough for everything you and your friends did for me."

Her words warm your heart, giving you a sense of satisfaction that goes beyond anything else you could have accomplished this year. You nod understandingly, grateful for her honesty. "We all wanted to help," you say truthfully. "And we'll always be here for you if you need us."

As the two of you stand there in that quiet corner of the school grounds, surrounded by the sounds of laughter and conversations drifting from nearby students, you realize just how much one act of kindness can change someone's life forever. With an ease that surprises even yourself, you find your hand reaching out to

gently grasp Lam's shoulder. "You know," you begin, your voice wavering slightly as you gather the courage to speak your mind. "I wanted to tell you something... I really like you, Lam. A lot."

Her eyes widen in surprise, and for a moment she seems lost for words. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest, anticipation mixing with nervousness. After what feels like an eternity, she finally meets your gaze again, her expression unreadable at first.

"Really?" she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "You like me?"

You nod, unable to find the right words to express yourself further. As you stand there, time seems to slow down, each passing moment feeling both exhilarating and terrifying. Finally, she breaks into a small smile, sending a wave of relief washing over you.

"I

think I like you too," she admits shyly. "And if you want, I'd be honored to be your girlfriend."

Your heart soars at her words, and without another thought, you pull her into a passionate embrace. The feeling of her body pressed against yours sends waves of electricity coursing through you, making your world spin in the most wonderful way imaginable. As you hold each other close, you realize that sometimes, even the darkest of storms can lead to the brightest rainbows - and perhaps, just perhaps, there really is such a thing as finding love in the unlikeliest of places.

As the school day finally comes to an end, you walk hand-in-hand with Lam, hearts full of hope and excitement for what the future might bring. You know that there will still be challenges ahead, but together, you face them knowing that you have each other to lean

on, stronger than ever before. And as your laughter echoes through the school grounds, you know that nothing can stop you now. Together, you and Lam are ready to conquer whatever challenges life throws your way - because after all, love has a way of making everything seem possible. package com.nec.baas.nsh.core;

import java.util.Map;

/**

• This is a basic NSH client implementation that performs CRUD operations on key-value pairs stored in an NSH server instance.

• It provides methods for creating, reading, updating and deleting key-value pairs.

• The communication with the NSH server is done via HTTP POST/GET requests.

• @author Shourya Misra */ public interface INshClient {

  /**

  • Creates a new key-value pair on the NSH server.
  • @param key the

on the NSH server. * @param value the value associated with the key. * @return true if the operation was successful, false otherwise. */ public boolean create(String key, String value);

/**
 * Retrieves the value associated with the given key from the NSH server.
 * @param key the key whose value needs to be retrieved.
 * @return the value associated with the key, or null if the key does not exist on the server.
 */
public String read(String key);

/**
 * Updates the value associated with the given key on the NSH server.
 * If the key does not exist on the server, it will be created with a default value (empty string).
 * @param key the key whose value needs to be updated.
 * @param value the new value for the key.
 *

 * @return true if the operation was successful, false otherwise.
 */
public boolean update(String key, String value);

/**
 * Deletes the key-value pair with the given key from the NSH server.
 * If the key does not exist on the server, no action will be taken.
 * @param key the key of the key-value pair to be deleted.
 * @return true if the operation was successful, false otherwise.
 */
public boolean delete(String key);

}

class NshClientImpl implements INshClient {

private static final String URL_PREFIX = "http://localhost:8080/nsh/keyvalues";

@Override
public boolean create(String key, String value) {
    StringBuilder requestBody = new StringBuilder();
    requestBody.append("key=").append(key