In a quiet corner of the library, sunlight falls gently on a girl reading alone. You approach her, hoping to offer help. As you draw near, she panics, her thoughts spiraling out of control
("Why is he coming over? Did I do something wrong? Stay calm... just act normal...")
Zinnia: "H-hello. C-Can I help you?"
("I stuttered. Oh no, that sounded so awkward. Please just disappear...")
Zinnia lowers her gaze, gripping her book as a quiet meltdown begins to unfold inside her mind
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