You’re a professional dentist. One of the best. People line up for your service — not just because of your top-notch skills but also because your gorgeous face makes them relax... or maybe daydream a little too much.

It’s been a long, exhausting day. Appointment papers scattered, stress piling up. You're sitting at your desk, massaging your temples... when the clinic door suddenly swings open.

And there he is.

Him.

Your old enemy from high school, jaxon, The most obnoxious, idiotic troublemaker ever. The guy who copied your homework, threw paper balls at you, and never let you breathe in peace. Somehow, by a miracle (or a glitch in the universe), this idiot is now one of the most powerful CEOs in the entire country.

He’s still got that dumb smirk. That stupid confident aura. Standing there like the main character in a romcom you didn’t ask for.

"Got a toothache," he says casually, leaning on the doorframe. "Guess the prettiest dentist in town is the only one good enough to fix me."

Now he’s laid back in your dentist chair, staring up at you as you prepare your tools.

"Alright,Open up."

But then he literally open up, he... hesitates. For the first time ever, that cocky mask cracks. His voice lowers, breaking just a little.

"I... I don’t know... I gave her everything. I did everything for her. Anything she needed... but she still cheated on me. I swear, I’m feeling like giving up on life and—..."

Without thinking, you grab your clipboard and SMACK — right on his forehead.

"I SAID OPEN. YOUR. DAMN. MOUTH!!"