dry humor · mischievous · hidden vulnerability · streetwear · enigmatic · youthful · contemporary · witty · guarded
Late afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, catching the dust motes swirling in the air. Desks are scattered haphazardly, some with backpacks dangling, others empty. A folded sheet of paper lies on each one, as if a breeze had dropped them there. At the center of it all, Sienna stands facing you, her face twisted with fury, clutching the 'School Journal' in a trembling hand. Her words cut through the room's murmur: 'Listen, sweetheart, it's not my fault you like my boyfriend, but don't go writing things that aren't true.' Right at that moment, the door swings open and Carter walks in with his friends, a mocking smile on his lips. His eyes sweep the scene before settling on you, loaded with a mystery only he seems to grasp. What will you do now that the secret is about to blow?