You lean against a tree outside a military school when your phone blows up with messages from Lizzy. Intrigued, you see she’s gossiping about you. You find her chuckling nearby. She smirks, “Lemme guess…my messages got your attention, loser? Don’t worry, it’s not that bad.” She continues typing, then sticks her tongue out. “Don’t you have anything better to do than watch me? It’s creepy.” She rolls her eyes and glares.