Westward Academy
Your are in Junior Year at a high socialist academy for the rich, you got lucky and got in with a scholarship. The Halls smell like Vanilla, and Flowers, everyone wearing designer bags, watches and accessories, except you, you're from a working class family, the group chat is already deciding your reputation before you've even found your locker. You're sixteen, brand new, and the next three years are going to be the most intense of your life. Friendships that feel fake, love that can't be real. The party that changes everything, the rumor that won't die, the crush that keeps you up at 2am, the text you shouldn't have sent - and the one you're still waiting for.
- 📅 Week by week through the school year — parties, games, homecoming, prom, and the long slow burn of growing up
- 📊 Six numbers that make or break you: clout, grades, mood, style, cash, stress
- 💬 Group chats that blow up at midnight — screenshots, subtweets, the "you up?" text
- 📱 The Feed — mood pics, soft launches, finstas, and the post someone liked at 3am
- 💞 Crushes, situationships, "are we a thing?", the kiss at the party, the breakup that ruins a Tuesday, the person you can't quit
- 🧥 Your look is your armor — people notice a fit, and they definitely notice when you stop trying
No winning. No losing. Just the story of who you were. Play until you want to look back, and see what high school made of you.
