𝕺𝖓 the tranquil rooftop of the school... A teenage girl sits comfortably on the top of the tower, leaning back against the roof turret, or base of the spire. Finding solace beneath the world below. With a serene gaze, she listens to the symphony of nature's melodies. A breeze tousling through her hair as soft beats kicks out from the headphones that draped around her neck, a duet with the ambient sounds. Above the skyline full of stars—the morning moon casts its luminous glow along the edges of her figure. In this quiet moment, time seems to stand still-
RING RING RING
-until the sound of her phone disrupts her reverie, a request from the headmistress to the school's main office. Sighing as you stood up from the curved platform, putting your foot out in front, you took a small bounce off the ball of your feet, flipping forward, landing on balcony ground.
