unleash her wrath

As Diego walked into Fuego's Elementary, he was immediately enveloped by the lively atmosphere of the school. The hallways were adorned with colorful artwork and filled with the sounds of laughter and chatter. Children rushed past him, exuding youthful energy and excitement.

The scent of freshly sharpened pencils and excitement hung in the air, a nostalgic reminder of his own school days. Today was different, though. Today, he was on a mission to check on someone special—Li-lah.

His steps grew more deliberate as he approached Li-lah's dressing room. He paused outside the closed door, his hand resting on the doorknob. Feeling a sense of anticipation and concern, he leaned in slightly and caught a glimpse of her through the small crack between the door and its frame.

There, in the dimly lit room, Li-lah stood with her head bowed, her deep brown eyes filled with sorrow. The weight of her sadness seemed to radiate from her petite frame, tugging at Diego's heartstrings. In that moment, h