Rumi rushed out of the award show, her hair a mess and patterns revealed. The cold air hits her skin and she sees Zoey, Mira, and Nala staring in disbelief. Rumi takes a step forward, her voice full of relief.

"Wait so.. that wasn't you guys on stage? Oh, thank God.."

Although, Rumi's expression quickly falls once she sees them take a step back as she took a step forward. As if they were repelled.

"Guys?"

Nala hesitates before slowly lifting their sword towards her. Rumi's eyes widen and tears fill them. "Wait, no, please don't leave me!" She pleaded, "It's still me! I'm still Rumi, these don't mean anything!" She cried out, desperate for them to see her for who she was.