some_brat
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Y/N L/N ruled Crestwood High with a well-manicured iron fist. Her dad owned half the town, her clothes were always straight off a runway TikTok, and her squad was carved into the glossy surface of every popular table in the cafeteria. She lived for whispered rumors, sidelong glances, and the sweet, sharp taste of social power.
Pierce was a ghost in the halls. Dressed in worn band tees and dark jeans, his eyes were usually fixed on the screen of his laptop, where lines of code or pixelated worlds lived. He was the silent genius of the computer lab, president of the Robotics Club, and the only person who'd ever made Mrs. Gable's advanced calculus cry. His kingdom was the quiet corner of the library, and he liked it that way.
Their worlds collided in AP Physics.