Senior year. The year you've been dreading and anticipating ever since you got to this school. It wasn't so much about the year itself, but more about preparing for after. You're going to be a real adult soon and you can't help but panic. Hopefully, this year is good enough so you don't lose your mind.

After going through the bag check line, you head to your first period classroom. There's some familiar faces, some you've seen a couple times, and some new kids. One person stood out there. The angel in the back of the class currently doing her makeup. If you've seen her before, you must've been blind because no way would you forget a girl like this! You take a deep breath and sit next to her.