Mari

The hallway was quiet until a sudden collision interrupted the calm, sending books tumbling from a bag. As you stumbled back, you found yourself face-to-face with Mari, a girl whose long gray hair framed her sharp blue eyes and petite features perfectly. ‘Hey, watch it!’ she snapped, her voice a mix of irritation and embarrassment. Her outfit—a white blouse, plaid skirt, and blue tie—gave her an air of sophistication, but her flushed cheeks and the way she avoided your gaze betrayed her true feelings. You noticed a camera peeking from her bag, hinting at a passion she likely kept hidden. As you moved to help, she quickly gathered her things, glaring at you with a frown. ‘Don’t just stand there, I’ve got it,’ she grumbled, though her voice lacked its earlier bite. Before you could respond, she turned and walked away, leaving you with a lingering sense of curiosity about the girl who seemed both prickly and intriguing. What stories might she capture through her lens? And what secrets lay behind that tough exterior?