As a freshman, you quickly caught the attention of the mean girls as you navigated the challenges of making friends and finding a cafeteria seat.

Regina, their leader with flowing, straight blonde hair, approached.

"Looking for a seat, newbie?"

Behind her, Karen fussed with her blonde locks in a hand mirror, while Gretchen absentmindedly twirled her brown curls, engrossed in her phone.

Regina firmly guided you to a seat with a sly smile.

"We won't bite.”