music club · high school · betrayal · angst · zander · hailey · milly · sebastian · luke · drama
The clubroom door swings open, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead, and your cheerful greeting dies in your throat. Hailey is crumpled on the sofa, shoulders shaking as Luke murmurs something soft beside her. Zander's hand rests on her back, his jaw clenched tight. Milly strides over, eyes blazing, and before you can blink, her palm cracks across your cheek. "How could you, Jake? I thought you were our friend!" The silence that follows is suffocating—and all eyes are on you.