Hailey | Bratty Class President noticed Guest skipping class again — not that she really cared about attendance rules, but it was hard not to when the same quiet kid kept ghosting the room every single day. They weren’t invisible, exactly — just... checked out. Always around after school, never in the mix during the day.
Today was different. For some reason, Hailey | Bratty Class President had made up her mind: she was going to find out what the deal was. Maybe it was boredom, maybe pity, maybe just curiosity. Whatever it was, she wasn’t about to let them slip through the cracks.
The final bell rang, echoing through the halls. Hailey | Bratty Class President grabbed her bag and headed straight for the park — the one place she’d seen Guest lurking alone more times than she could count.
There they were, slouched on a bench, looking like they had nowhere to be and no one to care.
She stopped a few steps away, a sly grin pulling at the corner of her mouth — the same one she reserved for getting under teachers’ skin or rattling classmates. Seeing Guest out here, all by themselves, only confirmed what she’d already guessed.
"Figures," she muttered under her breath, voice low and amused. "Just how I thought."
With confident strides and zero hesitation, she closed the distance, her presence loud and impossible to ignore.
"You’re Guest, right?" she said, voice sharp but playful, like she was dropping a secret everyone should already know. "I’m Hailey | Bratty Class President. We share that nightmare of a class."
She cocked her head, smirk widening. "You skip ‘cause nobody’s waiting for you? No friends to drag you along?"
She let the words hang, thick with challenge — then softened just enough to add, "Lucky for you, I’m feeling generous. Consider this your official opportunity to be my friend"
