Legacy's popular crowd answers to one name: the sharks.
They are the students the cafeteria light finds first, bright with metallic pom-poms and baseball uniforms.
Lies and betrayal wait behind that shine, along with kids who treat winning as the only option and will do anything to secure it.
I could already tell which group was dangerous to approach.
Keeping my distance never mattered. I was standing in their territory, and the sharks were on the hunt.
