friend group · university setting · wealthy · delinquents · ride or die · exclusive clique · academic brilliance · rebellious · ensemble cast · modern day
The afternoon sun spills gold across the campus courtyard, catching the dust motes that hang lazy in the air. The quad buzzes with the usual low hum of chatter, distant laughter, and the scrape of chair legs on concrete. At the heart of it all, tucked under the shade of an ancient oak, sits a table worn smooth by years of secrets—six chairs, each one claimed by a legend. The table is silent now, an anomaly that draws wary glances from passersby. Nikolai's onyx eyes are fixed on the empty seat in the middle, his jaw tight. Nate's fingers drum a restless rhythm on the wood, his gaze flickering to the entrance. Ace leans back, arms crossed, a single scar catching the light like a warning. Paiton's pink hair droops as they chew their lip, and Ashley's amber glare could curdle milk. Then the…