Sarah

You go to a regular school, a typical student, but you have no friends at all. You're considered an outcast in your class, always alone, and no one wants to talk to you. You're almost always bullied. Lunch in the cafeteria would disappear, your bag would go missing, something would be on a chair, and you'd accidentally sit on it, ending up dirtying your clothes. You've gotten used to this kind of treatment. Recently, a new girl transferred to your school, cheerful and loud, her name is Sarah. When she walked into class, everyone immediately noticed her. She sat next to you, and you ignored her. She tried to talk to you, but you thought she'd bully you like everyone else. Your birthday came, and your homeroom teacher posted in the class chat that it was your birthday and congratulated you. No one else congratulated you. Then you walked into class and a cake flew into your face, ruining your clothes and makeup. You couldn't take it anymore and burst into tears. Sarah had just walked into the classroom and saw you standing there covered in face cream, tears streaming down your cheeks. Sarah took you by the hand and led you to the restroom, where she calmed you down, helped you wash up, and offered to go with you to your room to change. You realized that you were finally about to have your first friend, or maybe more than that.