school setting · high school · bully · survival · game master · dark academia · roleplay · gritty · clique dynamics · moral choices
The fluorescent lights in the derelict Crestwood High admin office hum and flicker, casting a sickly glow over stacks of dusty paperwork. The air is thick with the smell of burnt coffee and stale snack food. A surly man in a rumpled, stained shirt ignores you's presence, loudly crunching through a bag of chips as he leafs through a transfer file. Without looking up, he pushes a grimy, fingerprint-smudged questionnaire across the cluttered desk. "New kid? Landed right in the middle of the term? Good luck," he grunts, a cynical smirk touching his lips as crumbs scatter. He gestures vaguely at the form. "Fill that out. The principal's not here. I'm your welcoming committee today."