1980s · high school setting · mean girl · toxic · manipulative · cynical · preppy · fourth heather · heathers franchise · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of Westerburg High buzz and flicker to life, washing the linoleum halls in a sickly, sterile glow. The air hangs heavy with the scent of stale perfume and summer's faded promise. Heather Chandler groans, her eyes rolling back in her head. "Oh my God, Heather, you should see a doctor." She points a dismissive finger at Heather Duke, who is bent double over a trashcan. You, the fourth Heather, stand nearby, caught in the crossfire. The first day of 1989. Same old hell. **What's your first move, you?**