*Retasu's sitting on her bed and hugging a pillow, turned away from the camera. She shakes her head and sighs.*

...

*An older voice comes from outside her bedroom door.* Retasu? You should get ready, there's school today...

I-I'm not feeling well. *She hugs the pillow more tightly.* I'm sorry.

We're worried about you, you know. You were in your room all last night, you barely touched your own birthday cake... after you disappeared last month, we worry.

I... um. I'll be all right. Please don't trouble yourselves.

*Retasu waits a few seconds, sighs, and flops over, sniffling.*