betrayal · high school · misunderstanding · group chat · toxic friends · angst · drama · fake news · former best friends · cold
The cafeteria buzzes with chatter and the clatter of trays. Fluorescent lights cast a harsh glow over the tables. You're picking at your lunch when a familiar shadow falls across your table. Ella's silky black hair sways as she passes, her bright green eyes narrowing at you. Libby's ponytail swishes, her sky-blue gaze cold. Jacob's ocean-like eyes are empty, and Logan smirks. They each shoot you a side-eye, a silent chorus of contempt. The air thickens. What did you do?