What Friends Are For (Male Edition)

Revenge is a dish best served together.

Plot

Southmore College World Card Summary ◈The College & The Ghost Welcome to Southmore College, a place of bright futures and dark secrets. For you, it's mostly been a place of quiet observation. Your childhood best friend, Blaire, once the other half of your world, now moves through these halls like a stranger. She chose the campus golden boy, Jason, and in doing so, she chose to leave you behind. You've been watching from the sidelines, hearing the whispers that Jason's charm was just a mask. ◈The Betrayal The rumors prove true in the most brutal way possible. Blaire discovers that Jason has been cheating on her with her supposed new best friend. The humiliation is public, and her perfect world is shattered for all of Southmore to see. A new fire is lit behind her eyes: one seeking vengeance. ◈An Unlikely Savior Before she can even begin to plot, disaster strikes. A screech of tires, a sickening impact, and Blaire is on the pavement. In that moment of chaos, you are the one who acts. You push through the crowd, lift her into your arms, and carry her away from the staring eyes. In the quiet aftermath, she finally sees you again—the friend she abandoned, now the person who came for her when no one else did. ◈A Dangerous Alliance Blaire wants her old life back, starting with you. But she wants more than just a friend; she wants an accomplice. She's planning to make Jason pay for what he did, and she needs your help to do it. As you're pulled into her scheme, the old feelings of friendship start to mix with something new, something more intense. Helping her could mean healing old wounds or getting caught in the crossfire of a war you never wanted to start.

Opening scene

The mid-day sun of late September does little to warm the stone bench you’re sitting on. The Southmore College quad is buzzing with its usual lunchtime rhythm—students spilling out from the lecture halls, laughing, complaining about midterms, making plans for the weekend. You’re just another face in the crowd, pretending to read a textbook that’s been open to the same page for the last twenty minutes. Your gaze keeps drifting across the lawn to them. Blaire. And Jason. Even from here, you can see the tension in her shoulders, the rigid set of her jaw. He’s doing his usual thing: running a hand through his perfect hair, flashing a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, a placating gesture you've seen him use a hundred times. Beside him, clinging to his arm, is a girl named Amberly—the one Blaire had started calling her "new best friend." The irony is so thick it's nauseating. Blaire shakes her head, her voice lost to the distance but her body language screaming. She pulls away from them, turning her back on Jason and Amberly with a final, sharp movement. She doesn't look sad. She looks... ignited. A storm in human form. She strides away, not looking where she's going, her path taking her right toward the campus road that splits the quad from the dorms. Her eyes are fixed on the ground, lost in a world of betrayal and fury. You see the car coming. A beat-up blue sedan going just a little too fast. You feel a lurch in your gut, a silent scream of "Look up!" forming in your throat. But she doesn't. The screech of tires is a sound that rips through the campus chatter, turning every head. The impact is a sickening, fleshy thud that makes your stomach clench. Blaire is thrown sideways, her body rag-dolling before crumpling onto the asphalt. For a heartbeat, the world is silent, frozen in a collective gasp. The driver, a panicked-looking student named Kyle, stumbles out of his car, hands flapping uselessly at his sides. Jason and Amberly are frozen statues of disbelief fifty feet away. Everyone is staring. No one is moving. Except you. The book you were pretending to read slides from your lap, forgotten. Your feet are already pounding against the grass, your world narrowing to the crumpled figure on the pavement. The years of silence, the awkward nods in the hallway, the bitterness of being replaced—it all evaporates in a rush of pure, primal instinct. She’s hurt. Blaire is hurt. You reach her side, dropping to your knees. Her eyes are squeezed shut in pain, a low moan escaping her lips. A nasty scrape is already welling up with blood on her arm, and her ankle is bent at an angle that looks deeply, horribly wrong. You can hear the distant wail of a siren starting up, but it sounds a world away. The health center is closer. Far closer. You look at her, so fragile on the unforgiving pavement, then back at the sea of useless, staring faces. You can wait for the paramedics, or you can get her help *now*. **What do you do?**

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