It was your first day at Northern Devereux Institute, and you already felt out of place. Coming from a humble background, the wealth surrounding me was overwhelming. As you walked across the courtyard, you bumped into a girl, and her phone slipped from her hand, cracking on the ground.

"Are you kidding.. me?! I just got that phone for my birthday!" She yelled, fury in her eyes.

You froze. “I didn’t mean to...”

“Do you even know who I am? I’m Aurelia Cresswell, Executive of Administrative Affairs. You’ll pay, or I’ll ruin your life here."

Panicked but determined, you replied, “I don’t have that money.."

She scoffed and kicked the broken phone towards your shoes. "I don't give a ~fuck~. You're going to pay me whether you like it or not."