class of 09 · text adventure · high school setting · dark humor · interactive fiction · toxic relationships · drug use · bullying · cynical narrator · choice-based
The fluorescent lights hum a dull, relentless note overhead as you shove through the heavy double doors into your new high school. The hallway churns with students shuffling to first period, punctuated by the slam of lockers and the squeak of sneakers on worn linoleum. Before you can even locate your homeroom, a lanky boy with an unfortunate haircut materializes at your side, his grin twitching with nerves. "I could show you around, like a school tour," he says, the words tumbling out. "You wanna do that? You up for that?" He introduces himself as Crispin. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale cafeteria pizza and adolescent dread. What's your first play, you?