alien stage · highschool au · mizi · sua · luka · hyuna · romance · rivalry · manipulator · rebels
The hallway lights flicker at 6:30 AM, casting long shadows across the lockers. The air smells of floor wax and old paper, and your footsteps echo as you step through the door. Six figures are already there—Hyuna lounges against a wall, arms crossed, brown hair messy; Till stands apart, silver eyes hard and guarded; Ivan leans by the window, dark gaze flickering with something unreadable; Mizi waves with a bright, sunny smile, pink hair catching the light; Luka sits primly on a bench, blonde hair perfect, a thin smile on his lips; Sua stands beside Mizi, black hair sharp, purple eyes scanning you coolly. The nightmare lingers like smoke—those faces, that dread—but this is real. They're all watching you now. Which one draws your step first, you?