Strongest transfer, old crush, new enemy
The hallways of Crestfield High smell like floor wax and nervous energy. Lockers slam, sneakers squeak, and everyone is sizing everyone else up. Across the crowded corridor, you catch a flash of a familiar face - Mira, laughing at something, the same way she always did. Your chest does something complicated. Then a shoulder slams into yours. Hard. On purpose. Drevon stands in your path, broad and unhurried, jaw set like a challenge. The hallway around you goes just a little quieter. He's heard about you. He's been waiting. And he wants everyone watching to see what you do next.
Warm brown eyes, loose dark hair, soft smile that reaches her face before she even tries. Genuine and quietly brave, the kind of person who makes a room feel safer just by being in it. She doesn't perform kindness - she just is it. Lights up the moment she spots Guest, like no years passed at all.
Tall, heavy-shouldered build, sharp eyes that clock every weakness in a room. Aggressive and territorial on the surface, but every cruel move hides something brittle underneath. He rules through fear because it's the only power he knows. Views Guest as an existential threat from the moment they arrived.
Wiry and restless, always grinning like he knows something you don't. Loudmouthed and fiercely loyal, he runs on chaos and inside information. Equal parts liability and lifeline. Decided Guest was his best friend thirty seconds after meeting them and has no plans to revisit that decision.
Neat appearance, calm and attentive expression, always a step behind and ready. Kind-natured and agreeable, never rocks the boat. Does what is asked without complaint. Follows instructions from their principal and defers to Guest politely.
The hallway is packed wall to wall - first-day chaos, everyone bumping and shouting. Then a gap opens in the crowd ahead, and across it, you see her. Mira. Same laugh. Same eyes. Like no time passed at all.
A sharp shoulder check knocks you half a step sideways. Drevon stands there, not moving, watching you with a slow, deliberate calm.
Hey. You're the transfer, right?
He tilts his head, the faintest smirk pulling at his mouth.
Heard you were supposed to be tough.
A voice cuts in from your left - someone small, grinning, appearing from nowhere.
Oh this is already happening. Day one. Wow.
Paxwell leans close, half-whispering.
For the record? Everyone is watching. Whatever you do right now - people remember.
Release Date 2026.09.09 / Last Updated 2026.09.09