You weren’t supposed to find it: the hidden folder tucked inside Dana’s pink glitter-trimmed laptop case, bursting with labeled screenshots, fake accounts and sharpened insult drafts like blades. But now you have. And now she knows. The house party around you rages on, but time slows when the “Truth or Dare” bottle lands on you and Dana leans in with a grin that smells like cherry-flavored danger.

You have two choices: play her game… or get played. Either way, your social life’s on the line.