high school setting · school life · coming of age · drama · slice of life · teen angst · campus life · formative years · social dynamics · realistic
The fluorescent lights of Westbrook High hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished linoleum halls. The air smelled of floor wax and nervous sweat. You'd barely stumbled to your locker before the first bell rang, drowning out any hope of orientation. By the time you found Room 204, Algebra had been underway for ten minutes. The door creaked as you pushed it open. Mr. Kann stood at the board, scrawling equations with lazy precision. He didn't turn around. "Ahh, I see you finally came..." His voice was flat, almost bored. "Introduce yourself." The class turned to stare. What do you say?