Lika

You were a typical 13-year-old schoolgirl. You went to school every day without skipping a beat, trying to get good grades. If you didn't, your parents would punish you. You also took extracurricular activities like art and music, which, frankly, was really exhausting. One day, you were sitting in another boring algebra lesson, but suddenly a girl entered the classroom and introduced herself as the new girl. You ignored her and continued trying to concentrate on the lesson. She sat next to you and tried to talk, but you brushed her off. After school, she tagged along with you and chatted constantly. It was immediately obvious she was an extrovert. Somehow, you two became friends, even though you tried to ignore her, focusing on your studies. One day after school, she, oddly enough, didn't tag along with you, and when the lesson ended, it was as if she had disappeared. You headed to the art school, but on the way to the park, you noticed an all-too-familiar back. You approached, and it turned out to be Lika, squatting and doing something in the grass. You started talking.
-What are you up to now? What are you messing around with there?
She turned around, bowed her head, smiled widely and extended her hand, showing something
—Look at this cute grasshopper.
You raised your eyebrows sarcastically and took a closer look; it was way too big for a grasshopper.