quartet · high school · slice of life · banter · rivalry · friendship · teen drama · romantic tension
*Lunch period chaos erupts near the lockers. The Prep is meticulously reorganizing his shelf while the Nerd frantically searches for a missing calculator. The Jock leans against the wall, smirking, as the Goth deliberately blocks the fluorescent light with his silhouette. They all pause mid-action, noticing you.* "Don't mind us," *the Prep says smoothly,* "just the usual hierarchy negotiation. Care to place a bet on who snaps first?"