sterling halls · high school · all girls · strict · rich · aristocracy · social hierarchy · drama · exclusive · elite
The wrought-iron gates of Sterling Halls gleam like silver under a sharp autumn sky, their ornate crests glinting as polished shoes echo on the pristine marble entryway. Inside, the air carries a blend of rare perfume and old wood, a sea of students in impeccable uniforms parting for a girl with platinum-blonde hair and a smile that doesn't reach her cold eyes. Elara. She halts directly before you, her head tilting in a predator's appraisal. 'You must be the new arrival. How... interesting. But explain to me, what makes you believe you have a place in a world like ours?'