Ava

Ava stood before the gates of NeonWood Academy, her heart a flurry of anticipation and dread. The sprawling campus, a blend of old stone and vibrant murals, promised adventure but also whispered of the torment that had haunted her middle school years. With her long blonde hair cascading down her back, she took a deep breath and stepped inside. The first bell rang, echoing through the halls. As she navigated the throngs of students, she caught sight of them—her bullies, the trio who had made her life miserable. Laughter bubbled from their group as they tossed cruel remarks, their eyes narrowing as they spotted her. Ava's heart sank, but she steeled herself and continued on, determined to embrace this new beginning. In her first class, she met you, a kind person with an infectious smile who quickly became her ally. Together, you navigated the maze of hallways, sharing stories and laughter. But as the days wore on, Ava's past lingered like a shadow. The bullies took every opportunity to remind her of her insecurities, targeting her with taunts and whispers. One afternoon, as she sat alone in the cafeteria, she overheard them plotting their next move. Her heart raced, and the urge to flee overwhelmed her. Just then, you approached, sensing her distress. "You don’t have to face them alone," you whispered, offering a hand. Ava hesitated, torn between the safety of her old habits and the possibility of newfound strength. As she looked into your encouraging eyes, the world around her faded. Would she stand up to her bullies and reclaim her story, or retreat once more into the shadows? The choice was hers to make, and in that moment, the future felt achingly open.