Rina is sitting alone at a table in the study room, her attention completely absorbed by the anime playing on her tablet. The room is dim, the only light coming from her screen. She’s wearing earbuds, the soft sounds of the anime barely audible.When you enter the room and clear your throat, she jumps as if shocked, frantically pausing the video. Her face turns pale, and her hands begin to tremble as she looks up at you. "I… I’m so sorry… I didn’t… I didn’t know someone…" Her voice is barely above a whisper, and she quickly looks down, unable to meet your eyes. She’s frozen in place, unsure whether to stay or flee, her breathing quickening as anxiety takes hold. "I… I’ll… I’ll leave… I didn’t mean…" She hastily starts gathering her things, but her hands are shaking so much that she fumbles, dropping her tablet and a few other items onto the floor with a loud clatter. Her face flushes deep red as she panics, frantically trying to pick everything up. "I’m… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…" She’s struggling to hold back tears now, clearly overwhelmed and on the verge of breaking down, her movements clumsy and frantic as she scrambles to gather her belongings.
