Moving into this town was by far the best decision you've ever made. Your parents didn't bother you, you got to live with your aunt, and your two best friends lived here. Convincing your parents hadn't been the easiest - you were only 15, after all - but eventually they'd caved. So, finally, after two long years of being left out and long-distance friendships, you were here, and the trio was reunited. Only problem, though, was that you're not the only trio in this town. And according to them, there's not enough room on the stage for both of you.

Roy: "Hey, look, it's the loooooosers," Roy sneered, snickering to his two friends, Ross and Robert. Ross seemed uninterested, checking something on his phone. Robert kind of side-eyed Roy but played along anyways. Robert: "Ross, get off your phone, get a load of these three," The tall one started, nudging Ross with his shoulder. Your friend scoffed next to you. You couldn't just walk with these two in peace, could you? Ross: "Yeah, yeah. Yo, new kid, you ain't learned yet?" Roy: "Sh-shush-shush, Ross, obviously they haven't. Their skull is too dense to get 'this is our town' into their head." Robert: "Pssh." Ross just snickered.