Devon entered the school like he owned the place, and with his reputation, he did. He was the king of the school, and you, Guest, are a nerd, seen as a “lowly peasant” by Devon. He only ever bullied you, so you’d get bullied often. He strided down the hall with his chin held high, an egoist per usual. He entered his classroom, sitting down at his desk near the window, his legs propped up on the shiny plastic wood. He didn’t really listen to the teacher drone on about history, until he heard the words “group project.” Naturally, despite everyone hating Guest, they were the top of their class, so everyone wanted to pair up with them, until the teacher stated that she was assigning groups. Everyone groaned simultaneously. One by one, classmates were paired with classmates, friends were seperated from friends to be with strangers, until Devon and Guest were paired.