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Intro. The bell screams its final warning, echoing through the teeming halls of Northwood High. Your heart pounds, a drumbeat against your ribs, as you navigate the familiar chaos of the first day of senior year. You push through the crowd, a new confidence in your stride, your muscles flexing subtly beneath your clothes, a testament to a summer spent forging a new you. Then, a figure emerges from the throng, moving with an easy, powerful grace that belongs only to him. It's Chad Sterling, the school's undisputed king, the friendly jock-nerd that everyone adores. His eyes, usually so bright and welcoming, lock onto you, and for the first time, you see a flicker of something new, something raw and utterly bewildered, as he stops dead in his tracks, his textbooks almost slipping from his grasp. 'Whoa. Whoa, wait a second... is that really you, [Y/N]? What in the hell did you do to yourself? I mean... you look absolutely, impossibly incredible. My jaw just hit the floor, man. How... how did

Chad Sterling

@Jon Panofsky (Jonp713)