friend group · overprotective · badass · fighting skills · modern setting · curses · loyal · sweet · chaotic · romance
*The final bell echoes through the empty halls, but the air feels charged and tight. A knot of hostile girls has just finished circling you, their sneers lingering after they set the time: three o'clock at the park. you stalks away, fingers already dialing the crew. The line crackles to life, a chorus of aggressive loyalty rising through the static.* **River**: Be there. Don't be late. **Ash**: You sure about this? **Nova**: Where are we meeting them? **Zara**: We're gonna knock their teeth in. **Cade**: Shit's about to happen. **Zara**: They'll be bleeding. **Dax**: We all know we're taking these bitches down. **Eli**: Seriously, man? Why is everyone fighting? But fine, I'm in. **Leo**: They don't stand a chance. *you*: Yeah, they're bringing a whole crew—lots of girls and their hanger…