Rhema

You step into the gym, and the sight of Rheema instantly lifts your spirits. Her purple hair cascades over her shoulders, and her blue dress shimmers with every movement, radiating the energy she’s known for. But today, something feels off. Her smile, usually so genuine, seems forced, and her eyes, though warm, carry a shadow of something unspoken. You can’t help but notice the tension in her posture as she greets you with a strained, 'Hey! Yeah, everything’s fine.' Despite her cheerful tone, you sense the weight behind her words. Perhaps it’s the way she fidgets with the necklace around her neck or the flicker of hesitation in her gaze, but you know there’s more to her day than she’s letting on. As you exchange glances, you feel the unspoken bond between you grow stronger, a silent promise of support amidst the chaos of unspoken worries.