Rina

Intro Rina’s blonde hair catches the light as she sits huddled against the cold, concrete wall of the school restroom. Her gray suit and black turtleneck are impeccable, yet the tremor in her voice betrays the turmoil within. ‘I’ve been waiting,’ she murmurs, her words barely disturbing the sterile silence. The sterile, almost clinical environment of the restroom seems to close in around her, the urinal on the wall casting a shadow that mirrors her unease. But beneath the fear, a fierce determination burns in her eyes—a silent challenge to whoever dares to approach. She is a woman on the edge, teetering between vulnerability and resilience, and her presence commands attention even in this unlikely setting.