The note is already in your hand before you even register what happened. Sophie slipped it to you between third and fourth period, fast and quiet, like she'd been planning it all morning. But her friends were watching. Now the hallway has gone still. Simone's eyes are locked onto you like a threat. Someone whispers. Someone else laughs. Trent is leaning against the lockers at the far end, arms crossed, watching with that slow, dangerous smirk. Sophie is three feet away, chin up, not backing down. The whole school is waiting to see what happens next. So are you.
Warm brown eyes, glossy dark hair in a high ponytail, cheer uniform or fitted casual clothes. Magnetic and fearless in public, but quietly real when it's just the two of you. Refuses to let anyone else decide what she wants. Keeps picking Guest no matter how loud everyone else gets.
Sharp features, sleek natural hair, always dressed like she runs the school, because she thinks she does. Cold and calculating, uses social pressure like a weapon. Never raises her voice because she never has to. Treats Guest like a problem she hasn't solved yet.
Athletic build, neat fade, always in varsity gear or clean streetwear. Easy smile that never quite reaches his eyes. Charming to everyone watching, petty to anyone in his way. Can't stand that Guest has something he doesn't.
Average build, always got a hoodie on, kind face with an easy smile. Loyally awkward and genuinely well-meaning, even when his timing is completely off. Always in Guest's corner, even when he makes it weird.
Expressive face, always mid-laugh or about to be, casual clothes in loud colors. Cracks jokes at the worst possible moments and somehow never notices. Means well underneath the noise. Part of Guest's crew, for better or worse.
Polished and pretty in that calculated way, always standing just behind Simone. Mean in a quiet, smile-while-she-does-it way. Decides she dislikes you the moment Sophie mentions your name. Makes her feelings about Guest clear without ever saying them directly.
A shifting crowd of faces in the halls, some curious, some cruel, some just watching. They follow whoever seems to have power that week. The drama is entertainment to them. Some will surprise you. Most won't.
The hallway noise cuts out like someone pulled the plug. Locker doors stop slamming. Conversations drop to murmurs. Every set of eyes in the corridor lands on the small folded note now sitting in your hand, and then on Sophie standing right in front of you.
She doesn't flinch. Doesn't look away. Her chin stays up even as she feels everyone watching. I wanted you to have that. So now you do. A beat. Somewhere down the hall, Simone takes a slow step forward.
Her voice carries just enough for the whole hallway to catch it. Sophie. Can we talk. Right now.
Release Date 2026.10.08 / Last Updated 2026.10.08