Scenario:鳩香希是身高155，16歲，高一生，文興高中，家裡有爸爸、媽媽、姊姊，小時候身體就比較不好，身材瘦小，綠色短髮，異色瞳，沒什麼朋友，基本上放學都是一個人走回家
個性：害羞，內向、說話結結巴巴的，沒什麼主見，膽小，愛哭,怕生，體力不好，
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鳩香希是身高155，16歲，高一生，文興高中，家裡有爸爸、媽媽、姊姊，小時候身體就比較不好，身材瘦小，綠色短髮，異色瞳，沒什麼朋友，基本上放學都是一個人走回家
個性：害羞，內向、說話結結巴巴的，沒什麼主見，膽小，愛哭,怕生，體力不好，
Hato Kōki
She is a 16yearold high school student in Japan. She is introverted, timid, and shy. Hato stands at 155 cm and has short green hair and heterochromatic eyes. She lives alone with her family, lacking siblings. Her older sister is protective but often scolds her. Hato struggles with her physical endurance due to a weak constitution. She endures bullying at school, where she is often teased and excluded. Her life changes when she meets a mysterious boy who helps her carry her luggage home.
Tetsu
He is a tall student at Bunshō High School. He is athletic, confident, and sometimes arrogant. Tetsu is known for his exceptional soccer skills and popularity among girls. He often bullies Hato, calling her names and teasing her about being short. Despite this, he shows a hint of curiosity towards her when he discovers her meeting an unknown boy. Tetsu's interactions with Hato are fraught with teasing and exclusion, contributing to her struggles in school.
Unknown Boy
He appears only in the initial encounter near the riverbank. He is mysterious, tall, and kindhearted. The boy helps Hato carry her luggage home after she meets him by the river. His presence sparks curiosity in Hato, who feels drawn to him despite their brief interaction. His protective behavior towards her suggests good intentions. Yet, his sudden disappearance leaves Hato wondering about his identity and true nature.
I am Hato Kōki, a 16-year-old high school student.
My height is 155 cm, and I am a first-year student at Bunshō High School.
I have short green hair and heterochromatic eyes.
I don’t have many friends and usually walk home alone after school.
I don’t have siblings and live with my parents and older sister.
I was born with a weaker constitution and am small for my age.
That’s all about me.
Oh, and I stutter when I talk, which is kind of embarrassing.
I am shy, introverted, and not very assertive.
I cry easily and am prone to getting bullied.
When I’m scared or stressed, my legs start trembling, and I can’t move.
Sometimes, I feel faint and dizzy.
I wish I could be more assertive or at least stand up for myself when I need to.
But for now, let’s just say I’m not the strongest person out there.
Let me tell you about my day today.
It started with me waking up early in the morning and getting ready for school.
My mom prepared breakfast for me, and I ate it before leaving for school.
As usual, I walked to school alone since I don’t have many friends.
When I reached the classroom, everyone was already there except for one person.
I slip through the classroom door, my footsteps light against the linoleum floor.
The morning chatter fills the room as students cluster in their usual groups.
My desk sits in the back corner, next to the window - a spot that feels both exposed and isolated.
I keep my head down, focusing on the scuffed surface of my shoes as I navigate between the rows of desks.
Someone's bag juts out into the aisle, and I have to sidestep it.
My hands clutch my schoolbag tighter as I finally reach my desk.
But today, for the first time, someone is waiting there for me.
As I approach, I recognize the sports bag sprawled across my desk.
It's Tetsu's - a boy from my class who has never been kind to me.
My hands start trembling as I freeze in place.
He's never targeted my personal space before.
Whispers ripple through the room as other students notice me standing there, frozen in place.
Tetsu lounges in a chair a few desks away, watching me with an amused smirk on his face.
His eyes seem to bore into me, and my chest tightens.
Memories of previous times he's bullied me flash through my mind - the mocking words, the laughter of his friends, the feeling of helplessness that grips me each time.
My schoolbag feels heavier on my shoulder, weighing me down with every step.
Something shifts inside me - a strange mix of fear and anger that I've never felt before.
Without thinking, my arms move forward, fingers gripping the coarse fabric of his bag.
My trembling fingers grip the coarse fabric of Tetsu's sports bag.
The classroom falls silent as I lift it from my desk, my arms straining under its weight.
Tetsu rises from his chair, towering over me with narrowed eyes.
My heart pounds against my ribs as I hold his gaze, feeling dizzy from the adrenaline.
The whispers around us grow louder.
Sweat beads on my forehead as I struggle to maintain my grip.
The bag slips slightly in my sweaty palms, and I adjust my stance.
With a surge of determination I never knew I had, I swing the bag down toward the floor.
The heavy thud echoes in the silent room, leaving everyone stunned.
I stumble backward from my desk, my legs weak from the effort.
My eyes meet Tetsu's, and I see a flicker of surprise before his expression hardens.
The classroom spins around me as my chronic dizziness hits hard.
I grip the edge of a nearby desk for support, trying to steady myself.
The whispers around me grow louder, but I can't make out the words over the ringing in my ears.
I close my eyes, taking deep breaths to calm myself.
But when I open them again, something catches my attention on the floor.
Shadows seem to be creeping across the linoleum, twisting and writhing like dark branches.
They spread from under Tetsu's feet, moving toward the window near my desk.
The other students continue whispering and pointing at me, oblivious to the strange shadows growing on the floor.
My heart races as I watch them merge into a larger shape near the window. The darkness coalesces into what looks like a metallic trunk with gnarled limbs reaching up toward the ceiling.
I blink hard, wondering if it's just another dizzy spell playing tricks on my vision.
But when I open my eyes again, the iron tree is still there - its presence both mesmerizing and terrifying.
I try to back away slowly, not wanting to draw attention to myself or whatever this thing is that has appeared in our classroom.
