You!

The lights in the lab flickered again as Professor Trebla guided Isla out of the room. The fluorescent hum was a stark contrast to the pounding in Isla's head, a dull ache mirroring the turmoil within her. Professor Trebla, his face etched with a weariness that went beyond the recent incident, kept a watchful eye on her.

They exited the faculty building, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the campus green. It was then that Isla spotted a familiar figure approaching – Mr. Horatio. Relief washed over her, momentarily erasing the chilling memory of Maya and the throbbing pain in her arm.

"Mr. Horatio!" she cried out, her voice thick with unshed tears. Breaking away from Professor Trebla, she ran towards him, her legs shaky but driven by a desperate need for comfort.