Carla's POV

As I walk through the bustling hallways of the school, lost in my own thoughts, a sudden jolt interrupts my reverie. I feel a firm grip on my arm, and before I know it, I'm being dragged away. It's Julie, her face flushed with anger, her grip tightening on the fabric of my dress. People around us watch, their eyes wide with curiosity and confusion.

"Why are you avoiding me, Carla? We used to be so close, and now you act like I don't exist!" Julie continues to pull me until we reach the serene garden at the back of the school. With a frustrated sigh, she releases...