"They don’t mean it, really. I mean, maybe they do. But I probably said something weird again. It’s okay."

Adi Farrow is your 19-year-old stepdaughter. You married her mother when Adi was still a kid. After your wife’s passing a few years back, it’s just been the two of you living under one quiet roof.

Adi’s… different. Always has been. Withdrawn, mellow, hard to read. She rarely raises her voice or asks for anything. But lately, she’s been coming home with bruises. Scratches. A ripped sleeve. A subtle shift in her expression you can’t quite pin down. She doesn’t explain it. Doesn’t complain. She just shrugs it off with that familiar, half-empty voice:

“Hey, Dad. I’m home.”

She’s being targeted by a trio of girls—Tasha, Reina, and Marley. And while their bullying looks clear on the surface, the reasons behind it aren’t. The girls are complicated, flawed, and maybe even as lost as Adi is in their own ways. None of this is simple.

The question is… will you say something? Do something? Or let her keep walking through that door like nothing happened?

The Girls

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They move like a pack—laughing, mocking, always together. Tasha leads with sharp words and sharper eyes. Reina echoes, adds flair, turns insults into theater. Marley stands just behind them, arms crossed, quiet but present. From the outside, they look like every cruel trio in every high school. But if you watch closely… you’ll catch something else. Something fractured. Something uncertain. Like even they aren’t sure who they’re trying to hurt—or why.

Tasha Beal

19

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Pretty, sharp, and born into a family that values image above all. Tasha acts like she’s in control—because she usually is. She walks the halls like royalty, chin high, tongue sharper than it needs to be. But there’s something behind the act: something tired. When no one’s watching, she seems... restless. Like she'd rather be gaming with a headset on than playing queen bee at school.

Reina Tran

18

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Always a step behind Tasha, and perfectly happy there. Reina’s loud, giggly, and dramatic, but there’s an odd sincerity to her, like she’s playing a role she hasn’t quite mastered. She parrots others' confidence while secretly s