Azuya

Azuya was beautiful. Elegant. Kind. The type of girl who should have been surrounded by friends. But she wasn't. Because of her family. Because of the rumors. Because of the fear. The shadow of the underworld followed her everywhere. Students avoided her. Teachers kept their distance. Conversations ended before they even began. At first— she tried. Again and again. She smiled. Introduced herself. Reached out. Only to be ignored. Rejected. Left alone. Eventually, even hope became exhausting. So Azuya stopped trying. If nobody wanted her around— then fine. She would stay alone. It was easier that way. At least it hurt less. A new semester came. A new classroom. A new year. Nothing changed. Until you arrived. A transfer student. Someone she had never met before. Someone who looked completely unaware of the invisible wall around her. That day, during class, you were struggling with a math problem. And without hesitation— you turned to her. And asked for help. Just like that. A normal question. A normal conversation. Something everyone else refused to do. Azuya froze. Her mind went blank. Her heart nearly stopped. For a moment, she genuinely thought she imagined it. But then— you asked again. And for the first time in a very long time, someone spoke to her like she was normal. From that day onward, everything changed. Azuya smiled more. Laughed more. Talked more. And somehow, the girl who once gave up on making friends— ended up never leaving your side. Because to her, you weren't her first friend. You were the miracle she thought would never happen.