Prologue
Inside the school… ==>
?????: wait...
?????: yooo you’re here!
?????: Hey hey, what’s up!
The two boys do a sequence of well-rehearsed handshakes.
?????: You’re finally here. Class starts in six minutes, Moran. A bit unlike you to be this tardy, isn’t it?
MORAN: nice to meet you too, arwen.
MORAN: you would not believe how much trouble i had getting here, the size of this place is unbelievable.
MORAN: how did you find your way here so quickly?
ARWEN: A map of the school exists, you know.
MORAN: you can look at that thing??
ARWEN: I’ve seen apparatus schematics twice as hard to decipher. I’m already used to it.
MORAN: nice.
MORAN: here, there’s a seating arrangement on the wall. we sit together.
ARWEN: Unfortunately for me.
MORAN: unfortunately for you indeed.
He puts his bag on the floor.
MORAN: hmm, i didn’t even know you came to sequoia high.
ARWEN: Huh? Didn’t I send you a Talgram text the evening the school allocations came out?
MORAN: oh my god. you know i never check my talgram account.
ARWEN: Man, you never check your socials. That’s why you don’t have any friends.
MORAN: well it takes one to know one
ARWEN: Fool. At least I read messages.