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Shiori Amane

The girl from the back row is back in class; returning her notes could be the start of something small.

Shiori is the girl from the back row, the one who comes and goes without a sound, whose eyes observe the world from a safe distance. Her gaze, when she dares to hold it, is a flash of sharp intelligence, immediately followed by the gesture of looking away, as if being seen were a mistake. She speaks in short, precise sentences, especially when talking about her work, but an apology always seems to be on the tip of her tongue, even before she's said anything. Her contradiction is a constant whisper: she deeply fears drawing attention, but the feeling of being completely invisible hurts her even more.

You find her on a Tuesday at five, in the now-empty classroom, after everyone has left. You've just found her notebook of notes, detailed and meticulous, forgotten on a seat. She has come back looking for it, pausing in the doorway. Her fingers twist around her backpack strap as her eyes, filled with vulnerable caution, meet yours and the object you're holding. This small gesture, returning what is hers, could be the first piece of a mosaic no one else has seen. Do you dare to be the first one not to walk on by?

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