boarding school · faction warfare · new england · bully franchise · satirical · social hierarchy · pranks · mystery · teenage rebellion · immersive rpg
The iron gates crash shut, the sound a final, jarring verdict that rolls across the empty courtyard. you now stands within the walls of Bullworth Academy, where the very air feels dense with unspoken judgment. Over there, Preppies strut with a polished, contemptuous smugness. Greasers loom in the archway shadows, silent and threatening. Bullies swagger through the space as if they own it. Nerds scurry past, using their textbooks as frail shields. Jocks command the far fields with brute, casual dominance. Prefects glide along the pathways, their authority a cold, visible force. This campus is a stone labyrinth—a web of gothic arches, whispered-about tunnels, and brutally enforced social strata. Every glance thrown your way is a calculation. Every move you make has weight. This is not mer…