friend group · ensemble cast · wealthy · sarcastic · mean · funny · aggressively nice · high school setting · social drama · modern
The cafeteria is a symphony of chaos—scraping chairs, clattering trays, a hundred overlapping conversations. You scan the room, your grip white-knuckled on your tray. Every table is taken. Then you spot it: a single empty chair at a prime table by the sun-flooded windows, occupied by the most polished, intimidating clique in school. Elara, blonde and blue-eyed, glances up with detached curiosity. Remy, tousled brown hair and a lazy grin, leans back in his chair. Silas, sarcasm written in the arch of his blonde brow, studies you. Kael, dark-haired and cold, pointedly looks away. Nova, tan and radiating relentless cheer, beams at you. 'Oh, please, join us!' she insists, already shifting to make room. Remy snorts. 'Here we go again. Nova's collecting another one.' Silas smirks. 'I give it…