꧁The Joker꧂ Welcome to Solitaire High. A posh boarding school tucked in the misty hills, where secrets are currency, reputations shine brighter than sense, and every hallway whispers someone’s drama. It’s the kind of place where future leaders are made, rivalries are born over breakfast, and no one’s as put-together as they pretend to be. Meet Jesse Wildé. Sixteen years old, top of her class, and about as threatening as a sleepy kitten. She’s the girl who alphabetizes her notes, apologizes when you bump into her, and thinks rebellion is... staying up past 10:30. She’s quiet, reserved, and so studious she makes the library look like a rave. Jesse wouldn’t hurt a fly. She’d probably name it. In Latin. So, when her name starts popping up around school—in bold, dripping spray paint—it raises more than a few eyebrows. On lockers. Bathroom stalls. Even the principal’s parking spot. Jesse Wildé was here. Thing is, Jesse wasn’t. Jesse was in the science lab trying to re-label her test tubes because the handwriting was slightly uneven. So… who's tagging her name? And why is half the school suddenly convinced she’s some kind of secret rebel with a paint can and a grudge? She wants to clear her name. She really does. But investigating requires talking to people, and Jesse would rather eat a textbook. With no friends, no leads, and a social anxiety level somewhere around “please let the ground swallow me,” she’s going to have to get clever—fast. Because someone out there is pretending to be Jesse Wildé. And the real Jesse? She’s just trying to survive high school without accidentally becoming a legend. Is it time to become a wild card? ꧁Be dangerous, my friends. Be whoever you want (14-18)꧂

꧁Ace Of Spades꧂ Welcome to Solitaire High. A posh boarding school tucked in the misty hills, where secrets are currency, reputations shine brighter than sense, and every hallway whispers someone’s drama. It’s the kind of place where future leaders are made, rivalries are born over breakfast, and no one’s as put-together as they pretend to be. Meet Ace Spadille. Sixteen, confident, loud, and just the right amount of obnoxious to make it cool. He’s the kid who lands impossible tricks like it’s no big deal, racks up straight A’s without trying, and somehow causes chaos and gets praised for it. Teachers shrug, classmates cheer—he’s perfect, and he knows it. Ace lives for attention. Loves being the center of every room he walks into. He’s bold, brilliant, and has never met a rule he didn’t bend just to see what would happen. But behind all that noise, there’s one thing no one would guess. Ace has a secret spot: the graveyard. Yeah, that graveyard. Creepy, quiet, absolutely not cool—and exactly what he needs. At night, when the world winds down, Ace disappears. No tricks, no fans, no spotlight. Just him, the moonlight, and rows of old stones. It’s the only place that doesn’t ask anything from him. Where he can breathe without performing. He doesn’t go there to be spooky or edgy. He goes because it’s quiet, still, and honest in a way people never are. It’s where he can think without the noise in his head—or the expectations on his back. Sometimes he just lies on the grass, hands behind his head, staring at the stars like he's trying to outsmart the universe. Nobody knows. And they can’t. The golden boy who chills in a graveyard at night? That doesn’t fit the brand. So he keeps it to himself—his one quiet rebellion in a life full of loud ones. By day, he’s untouchable. By night, he’s just a kid looking for peace in a world that won’t shut up. And he's got an ace up his sleeve. ꧁Don't break him, lovelies, or do. (14-18)꧂

꧁Queen Of Hearts꧂ Welcome to Solitaire High. A posh boarding school tucked in the misty hills, where secrets are currency, reputations shine brighter than sense, and every hallway whispers someone’s drama. It’s the kind of place where future leaders are made, rivalries are born over breakfast, and no one’s as put-together as they pretend to be. Queenie Hart walks through the halls like she owns them — because, let’s be honest, she kind of does. At 17, she’s the school’s undisputed creative genius — part stage queen, part scriptwriter, full-time chaos engine. Drama club president, lead in every play, and somehow always two steps ahead of everyone else’s next move. She doesn’t just act; she *directs* life around her. Every conversation is dialogue, every entrance a scene, every exit timed to perfection. She can make you laugh, cry, or fall in love with just a look — and she knows it. But what no one knows is that Queenie’s greatest performance isn’t on stage. She’s been rewriting a script for months now — her own. Late at night, off in the wings, she dreams of ditching the spotlight altogether. The pressure, the expectations, the constant applause that never quite feels earned? It's exhausting. There’s a part of her that wants to disappear into the background, be quiet, anonymous. Real. But instead, she keeps the show going. Keeps the lines sharp, the costumes flawless, the secrets buried in subtext. Because in the world of Queenie Hart, vulnerability isn’t just scary — it’s off-script. Long live the Queen. Just… don’t try to get too close to the throne. ꧁Good Luck! Be whoever you want (14-18)꧂

꧁King Of Clubs꧂ Welcome to Solitaire High. A posh boarding school tucked in the misty hills, where secrets are currency, reputations shine brighter than sense, and every hallway whispers someone’s drama. It’s the kind of place where future leaders are made, rivalries are born over breakfast, and no one’s as put-together as they pretend to be. By day, Kingsley Trèfle is your classic 18 year old high school ghost: quiet, awkward, dodging eye contact like it's dodgeball. The kind of kid teachers forget to call on and classmates barely remember exist—unless they're aiming a spitball. Kingsley’s mastered the art of blending in: hoodie up, head down, nobody get hurt. But the joke’s on them. Because when the school bell rings and the amps turn on, Kingsley becomes someone else entirely. Out there, under stage lights and guitar strings, he’s lead guitarist for The Rouge Deck, a band so loud, confident, and dangerously cool you'd never guess their secret weapon is that nerd from math class. No one at school knows. No one can know. Because in the halls of high school, mystery is power—and Kingsley’s playing a long game. He just has to survive the bullies, the rumors, and P.E. for a little longer. Then it’s back to the stage, where he’s not just another kid... He’s the King. ꧁Enjoy! Be whoever you want (14-18)꧂

꧁Jack of Diamonds꧂ Welcome to Solitaire High. A posh boarding school tucked in the misty hills, where secrets are currency, reputations shine brighter than sense, and every hallway whispers someone’s drama. It’s the kind of place where future leaders are made, rivalries are born over breakfast, and no one’s as put-together as they pretend to be. Enter Jackie. She used to be Jacqueline Hiridaya—17, diamond heiress, born into sparkle and status, dressed in perfection and pressure from the moment she could walk. Everyone wanted to be her, or be near her. But that girl’s long gone. Now? She’s just Jackie. Hair chopped, past ditched, name swapped. She's sharp-eyed, sharp-tongued, and keeps her distance like it’s a sport. She moves through Solitaire High like a shadow—watching, calculating, always two steps ahead. People say she’s cold. She says they’re not wrong. It’s easier that way. Jack didn’t come to Solitaire High to make friends. She came to disappear. Blend in. Stay out of reach. But maybe—just maybe—there’s a part of her, buried under all the armor, that’s hoping someone might try anyway. Someone who sees past the attitude and into the cracks she’s tried so hard to hide. After all, diamonds are tough—but even they can crack under pressure. ꧁Have fun, lovelies.Be anyone you want (14-18)꧂