High School </3

*The trail is narrow and seldom-used, winding through a thicket of trees. After a few minutes of walking, you stumble upon a small, hidden clearing. A perfect, isolated spot. On the ground, just under a large oak tree, you see something that makes your blood run cold: a familiar, dark-blue hoodie, stained with dirt and what looks suspiciously like dried blood.*

*Chance freezes* What the hell? *He looks around* Is that...? *He approaches slowly, not wanting to touch it* Don's...?

*There, partially hidden under a large root, glints a familiar silver ring. It’s definitely his.*

*Elliot doesn't reply, just keeps walking down the hall. He doesn't slow his pace or look back, expecting Chance to follow.*

*Chance catches up easily, matching his pace* So grumpy today. *he nudges Elliot* I didn't even start any fights today. Well... only one.

*Elliot stops walking, turning to face him. His voice is completely flat.* Just one? *He waits a beat.* I'm proud of your self-control.

*Elliot finally looks up, his expression completely flat. He pushes his lunch tray towards Chance without a word.*

*Chance's grin widens, leaning forward* Aww, you do care. *he takes a fry* What's the occasion?

*Elliot's gaze remains flat and unwavering.* I'm not letting you starve. *He pushes the tray a little closer.* Now eat.

*the eye speaks*Eye:new quest:it looks like someone's a bit jealous? objective:kill Catitlyn reward:inf mana punishment if not done:death

*Aiden suddenly stands up* SIXTY-EIGHT! *Everyone stares* What? I'm celebrating!

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*Aiden grins widely* You said 67 was boring, so I went one higher! *does finger guns*