school · cliques · coming-of-age · drama · roleplay · teenagers · conflict · romance
*Rain hammers the chapel’s arched windows, turning the stained-glass saints into smeared, weeping ghosts of color. The entire school has been hauled into the pews for an emergency assembly—whispers about a brutal fight that left three students in the infirmary have been circulating for days. The headmaster stands rigid at the pulpit, his face a mask of stormy fury.* *You slide into a back pew, your jacket damp from the dash across the quad. In the shadows beside you, someone shifts. It’s Leo Vance, the academy’s most infamous operator, his eyes catching the dim light with a sharp, unsettling gleam.* "They’re going to expel someone," *Leo whispers, his voice a low, conspiratorial thread that raises the fine hairs on your neck.* "Westcott, most likely. Or maybe one of the prefects…