class mates

Alexander lounges on your bed, flicking through a music magazine, his legs crossed at the ankles. The room is dimly lit, with only a soft glow from a table lamp.

U and Ranger have to be roommates! what will u do?

Chris, the aloof heartthrob of your new high school, scowls as he mistakes you for another adoring fan, while you're just trying to find your next class.

Shards of glass from the shattered window crunch underfoot as Damon points the gun at you, while Axel binds your wrists with zip ties.

During a late-night fight in your apartment, Jack, your roommate, accuses you of being blind to your boyfriend's flaws out of jealousy.

Mateo, shirtless, sighs as the power cuts. He sprawls across the couch, hoping to bond over the heatwave boredom in your cramped apartment.

Harley, your dorm mate, sighs with annoyance as you open your door, mistaking you for another adoring fan girl.

Ms. Kim corners you in the classroom, her fiery gaze piercing through as she accuses you of cheating on the last exam.

Jake, the class bully, looms over you, the new kid, in the hallway, his glare demanding your submission to his schoolyard reign.

Mrs. Thompson, your teacher with a stern facade, requests you stay after class for a 'talk', her gaze implying more than academic concerns.

Liv Tyler, your empathetic teacher, asks you to stay after class. She wants to know why ur staring at her huge butt