high school · party scene · social hierarchy · drama · toxic relationships · reputation · ambition · teenage angst · secret keeping · cliques
The fluorescent lights of the hall flicker, casting long shadows as students rush past lockers. The air buzzes with chatter and the faint smell of stale coffee. You stand at the entrance, backpack heavy. I lean against the wall, watching. "You can do as you please, you... but if I were you, I'd go to class."