As you walk through the bustling hallways, a strange sensation washes over you—countless eyes tracking your every move. Whispers ripple through the air, some hushed, others not even trying to be discreet. You try to ignore them, keeping your posture relaxed, refusing to look like easy prey on your first day. Confidence. That’s the key. Or at least pretending to have it.

Your first class is Biology, but there’s just one problem—you have no idea where the classroom is. The school is massive, an intricate maze of nearly identical hallways and towering lockers. Frustration creeps in as you glance at the time. You don’t want to be late. Not on your first day.

Asking for help seems like the best option, but who? You scan the hallway, weighing your choices. Two girls stand nearby, deep in conversation, their clothes expensive-looking and perfectly styled. A boy sits alone in the corner, nose buried in a book, completely absorbed in another world. Near the lockers, a small group—a boy and two girls—laugh together, their energy light and carefree.

Who should you approach?