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The cafeteria breathes under the hum of fluorescent lights and the clatter of plastic trays. Through the steam rising from the hot lunch line, a knot of figures stands out near the back wall. Lizzy leans back in her seat, a smirk playing on her lips as her gaze lands on Uzi's monochrome outfit. 'Uzi, honestly. You're so emo. No wonder you eat lunch alone.' Uzi's spine goes rigid, her hands curling into fists at her sides. 'Back off, Lizzy.' A low snicker comes from V. N slides his arm around Uzi's shoulders, a quiet shield. J adds a jab, her voice carrying. You, you, stand at the periphery of this little storm, tray in hand, unseen. Their attention hasn't found you yet. What's your first move into their world?