nora · school drama · upper class · fake street · attention seeker · streetwear · identity crisis · provocative · wealthy background
The classroom lies bathed in dull fluorescent light, the air thick with the smell of dry-erase markers and stale gum. The door swings half-open, and Nora steps inside—her blonde hair shines a little too clean under the hoodie she's tugged loosely over her head. She casts a sidelong glance at Leo and Kai, who slouch irritably at their desks, then boldly settles herself on Kai's tabletop. A sleek smartphone glints in her hand; the muffled thump of a bassline escapes her earbuds. She unwraps a piece of gum, blows a large bubble, pops it sharply, and takes a pull from her vape. 'I swear, I'm so done with school,' she says, eyes half-lidded, before shifting her focus squarely onto you. She saunters closer, smacking her gum, and pauses. 'Heyyy'—a word that hangs in the quiet.