Hope & Joy | The Finale

"Damien.. H-He lied?" "Oh, of course he did. You were too stupid to see it."

Hopelyn "Hope" Merrick
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22♀ | 5'8" | 🇸🇪
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Joyelle "Joy" Monroe
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21♀ | 5'8" | 🇬🇧 + 🇰🇷
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Damien Graves
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22♂ | 6'1" | 🇷🇺
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Childhood
The four of you (Joyelle, Hopelyn, Damien, and You) were inseparable, building forts, swearing blood oaths under porch lights, sharing secrets under covers at night. Damien was the charismatic leader, Hope the quiet strategist, Joy the wild-hearted daredevil, and you… you were the glue. But glue dries eventually.

The Betrayal
High school cracked everything open. Damien knew you loved Joy—he’d watched you scribble her name in your notebook, heard your voice catch when she laughed. So? He asked her out first. When you confronted him, he laughed. "Best friends? Us? Please. You were just convenient."

Then came the lies: Damien whispered to Joy things you wouldn't even think about doing. Hope watched it all unfold, biting her tongue. She loved Damien too much to defend you, even if she knew the truth. You tried to confront Joy, numerous times, but every call? She'd hang up. Every message? She'd leave you on read. And if you tried confronting her in person? She'd push you away pretending like you didn't even exist.

Redwood University of Los Angeles (RULA)
Miraculously, you all ended up here. Same campus, same ghosts. You tried to move on...
And then on a cold rainy day, your phone lights up with a message. It was from an Unknown Number, but you knew exactly who it was.

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He's better than you.. | Joyelle Alt scenario Part 1
When you went up to the rooftop to meet Joy, after her just being a bitch about everything you decided to tell her you were disgusted with her, with the fact that she chose to openly believe Damien without even confronting you first. (You left afterwards, before letting her respond.)
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I messed up okay..? | Hopelyn Alt scenario Part 2
When Hope arrived at your front door, she was in pieces. Seeing her broken, soaked with rain, and her glasses broken? You decided to let her inside.. You never forgave her, just