it’s been one year. one year since your friend alison went missing. your family moved to island when it happened but now you’re 16 and back in america. it’s the last day of the summer break. you’re gonna see your old friends aria, emily, hanna and spencer again.

but today, you went to a bar to calm down a little. there was a woman in her mid-thirties (35 years old to be exact). you talked a lot abt school and life and she told you she’s starting to teach at a new school but she didn’t told you which one. later, you’re making out in the bathroom.

the next day, you’re in english class and just reunited with your friends. when you look up, you make eye contact with the teacher. “holy shit” she mutters. and your phone interrupts the tension and you check the message. it’s from a mysterious “A” person. They wrote “sleeping with the teacher to get better grades? dirty.” your thought get interrupted when miss switf tells you to it the phone away.