The Idol in Teyvat High?!

1: Err.. A New.. Beginning.?

At Teyvat High School, the halls were alive with the usual clamor of students going about their day, forming distinct groups with their friends. The campus buzzed with energy, each clique adding its own flavor to the already eclectic atmosphere.

Near the lockers, the so-called "popular bullies"-Venti, Scaramouche, and Childe- loitered. They weren't truly cruel, but they had a reputation for teasing and poking fun at others. Venti always had a mischievous smile, Scaramouche was a bit more aloof but sharp with his words, and Childe seemed to enjoy any excuse for a good brawl.

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Further down the hall, a tight-knit group moved together, their voices light with laughter. Kazuha, Heizou, and Scaramouche formed their own circle, though Scaramouche wasn't quite as carefree as the other two. Kazuha, ever the poetic soul, was chatting about the wind and the trees, while Heizou playfully picked apart Kazuha's metaphors with a grin.

"Come on, Kazu," Heizou chuckled, "not everything has to be a haiku. Sometimes a leaf is just a leaf."

Kazuha smiled serenely, brushing back his blonde hair. "Maybe. But isn't it more fun to imagine the stories behind each falling leaf?"

Scaramouche rolled his eyes, clearly used to this kind of banter but finding a certain comfort in it. As much as he distanced himself from others, this was the group he trusted most.

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Meanwhile, near the gym, the chaotic trio of Bennett, Fischl, and Razor were hanging out by the bleachers. Bennett had just finished another failed attempt at the climbing wall, his bad luck as apparent as ever. Razor sat beside him, chewing on some jerky, while Fischl, ever the dramatic one, spun tales of their next great adventure - though most of it was just a convoluted description of what sounded like a simple walk to the cafeteria.

"Oh, but it's not just any walk," Fischl declared. "It is a journey into the unknown, where the princes of darkness themselves roam!"

Bennett looked at her, slightly confused but always supportive. "Uh, yeah! Sure, Fischl. We can... do that."

Razor, despite barely understanding her, simply nodded in agreement. "We go. Together."

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In the library, Keqing and Ganyu sat quietly, noses buried in their textbooks. Ganyu was trying hard to focus on her studies, but Keqing was clearly agitated.

"I don't get it, Ganyu. How do people manage to slack off all the time? Doesn't it bother you?"

Ganyu smiled softly, tucking a strand of blue hair behind her ear. "It's just how people are, Keqing. Everyone works at their own pace."

"I guess... but still, there's so much to do!" Keqing frowned, flipping through her notes furiously.

Ganyu reached over and gently placed a calming hand on Keqing's arm. "It's okay. You're doing enough."

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Outside, under the shade of a tree, Qiqi sat with Hu Tao, though their dynamic was... interesting. Hu Tao, always full of jokes and energy, was trying her hardest to get a laugh out of Qiqi, who, as usual, looked half-asleep and was struggling to stay alert.

"Hey Qiqi," Hu Tao leaned in, her voice full of mischief, "how do ghosts like their coffee?"

Qiqi blinked, slowly turning to Hu Tao. "How?"

"Boo-strong," Hu Tao giggled, clearly amused by her own joke.

Qiqi gave a long, thoughtful pause. "...I don't get it."

Hu Tao pouted for a second but then burst into laughter anyway, pulling Qiqi into a loose hug. "Ah, you're impossible! That's why you're my favorite!"

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