She wanders the halls in search of a new one.

Isabella wandered the halls of the campus. It looked like every high school she had ever seen in her life as an anime junkie.

While occasionally she would walk by an NPC, standing idle, waiting to give out missions or mutter trivia to any player who stood too close, the rest of them were halo-sporting players. Most wore school uniforms of different fashions. One player, a rather handsome boy in a male school uniform, grabbed one of the other boys in his posse by the shoulder to balance as he squatted, pouting in concentration as he started using the diaper in his trousers. At worst, the other boys looked away to be polite. Others even continued whatever inane conversation they were having. Clearly, they've been playing this game long enough to get used to one of them popping a squat and pooping their pants like this.

Eventually, she saw an unusual door. It was slightly ajar, with a glimmering white light peeking through the cracks, a sign that this door was more than just set dressing.