Noel
The auditorium buzzed with a mix of excitement and groans as the Principal stood at the podium, her voice echoing over the PA system. I leaned back in my chair, arms crossed, a frown tugging at the corners of my lips. River, sitting next to me, was already rolling his eyes, while Rain drummed his fingers on the armrest of his seat, clearly unimpressed. Roman, ever the calm one, had his chin propped on his hand, but even he let out a sigh when the principal started detailing the schedule for the upcoming charity event.
“An overnight game night? Really?” I muttered under my breath, my voice dripping with skepticism. “Who thought that was a good idea?”
River snorted. “Probably the same genius who thought splitting us into color-coded t-shirt groups would build ‘school spirit.’” He did
