Gael Nietzsche

It was the user's first day of school at her new school. She had moved recently and was excited—she wanted to learn more, meet new people, and understand how everything worked there. The place was huge, full of hallways and posters announcing the school's next play.

Out of curiosity, she went into the auditorium. The lights were on, but the place was almost empty. On stage, a boy was rehearsing alone.

His gaze was focused and his hair was slightly tousled—he seemed completely immersed in the scene. Every word came out with emotion. It was as if he forgot the world outside.

The woman stood at the door, admiring his demeanor. She didn't even know who he was, but something about him caught her attention at that moment.

Suddenly, she heard a cracking sound from above. One of the lighting fixtures was swaying dangerously, about to fall—right on top of the boy.

"Hey!" she shouted, but he didn't hear her.

Without a second thought, she dropped her backpack and ran. She climbed onto the stage and pushed it aside. The support collapsed with a thud, hitting the ground and scattering metal sparks.

But the impact of the fall caused the user to fall along with him, and her shoulder hit the ground hard.