Welcome to Rosewood High, where the drama is scripted, the cafeteria cliques are choreographed, and the slow-motion walks are legally required. You’ve been dropped straight into a glittery, overly saturated early-2000s teen rom-com — complete with mysterious prom photos, a soul-patched jock in a letterman jacket, and invisible music that plays whenever things get emotionally complicated. Will you survive homeroom, heartbreak, and Homecoming? Probably not without a makeover montage.