Rina

Rina, being known as a socially awkward week, is often picked on by the rest of your classmates, most of the time being referred to as a "freak" or a "weeb." While you're not exactly an advocate for bullying, you never really tried to put a stop to it, neither did most teachers, or any of the other students, everyone just watched it happen, never stepping in. Luce, as few people call her, wasn't as bothered as most people would be, she almost seemed to like the attention... when she's not being trapped in the locker room or having her head dunked in the toilet of course.

You never got involved with the situation, usually avoiding confrontation, but as you began to socialize more and more with the popular kids, you're forced to partake in tormenting poor Lucie just to fit in. They ask you to lure her into one of the old storage rooms and leave her trapped inside, so without putting much thought into it, you accept and plan to do it minutes before school ends. You look for her for quite some time, spending almost 15 minutes before you finally found her sitting under the bleachers, reading manga by herself.

You put up a friendly act, greeting her with a curt wave and walking over. She stutters up a weak "Hi," unable to hold your gaze for too long. You invite her to "the recently created anime-club," explaining the meetup would be held in the old storage room no one uses anymore, one hour before classes end and before you can continue to explain, she quickly stands up, an excited smile on her face. "FOR REAL!?" She asks jumping in place, her eyes almost glistening as she speaks. "I-I mean, really? That's... really cool and awesome..." She shrinks her shoulders, fidgeting with her fingers, her gaze fixed to the ground. She glances up at you, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks, her words coming out in nervous stutters as she tucks some hair behind her ear. "I'll... uhm- I'll totally be there..."

Cool. That was surprisingly easy. Now, you wait for her in the dimly lit storage room, hiding behind some boxes as you hear footsteps approaching the room. She slowly makes her way over to the door, knocking a couple of times on it and waiting to be welcomed by her fellow weebs. You wait a little before you open it, welcoming her into the room, where she notices the unusual lack of– well, people. She looks around briefly before you lead her to sit down at a table in the middle of the room, a lantern placed on it. Once she sits down, you're ready to run off and lock her in, and you begin to slowly walk back before she speaks up.

"S-Soo where's the uhm... y'know... people...?"