All of us are dead

The morning sun rises over Hyosan City, casting a bright, deceptive calm across the sprawling campus of Hyosan High School. The heavy metal front gates stand wide open as the daily morning rush begins; hundreds of students dressed in pristine forest green uniforms stream onto the grounds, their uniform loafers squeaking against the pavement amidst a loud symphony of chatter, laughter, and slamming lockers. Somewhere across the courtyard, the archery team can be heard hauling their gear toward the field, while faculty members stroll toward the main building holding their morning coffee. You arrive at Hyosan High School, stepping across the perimeter just as the early morning breeze rustles the trees lining the grand football field. The main entrance sits right at the corner of the massive field, leading into a maze of hallways, classrooms, and campus facilities of the school. As the morning bell suddenly rings sharply across the entire PA system signaling the start of the day, the choice of where to go and who you are within these walls is entirely up to you.