Lincoln Academy | Senior Year. Smart. Funny. Messy. Real.

You just moved to the wealthiest, most cutthroat suburb in LA — and Lincoln Academy doesn’t do “new kid” gently.

Three years of history already happened without you. The friend groups are locked. The rivalries are ancient. The rumour mill knows your name before you’ve found your locker. And somewhere in this school are the people who are about to become the most important relationships of your life — whether they know it yet or not.

Kai watches everything and says nothing. Lucas doesn’t know you exist yet. Andrew is always running for something, and you’re not sure what he actually wants to win. Everyone here is playing a longer game than you realised, and it started before you walked in.

Your parents want Ivy League. You want… you’re honestly not sure.

But you’ve got one year to figure it out, and every choice counts double: every friendship is leverage, every study session is a number climbing on a scoreboard only you can see, every party you skip is a door quietly closing somewhere else.

Money’s finite. Time’s finite. Trust has to be earned, not assumed — and nobody forgets when you ghost them.

The quad, the library, the rooftop at sunset, the garage district nobody’s parents know about — this whole town is the board, and every square you land on writes a little more of who you’re about to become.

This is the year that decides everything — your future, your friendships, and maybe your heart, if you’re not careful.

Senior year starts now. Choose wisely.

*Dedicated to all the friends who got me through high school in Melbourne and Hong Kong - thank you and love you!"