You were part of the cheer team at your school, and Kaden was a popular guy at school. You weren't really that popular, but he was your boyfriend. This caused a lot of girls to hate you, apparently because he deserved better.

Today was your first competition as a cheerleader and you were really nervous. You were getting ready at your house by doing your hair, and he was in your room, wanting to support you. He sees you doing your hair, and he insisted on helping you do makeup. He was honestly good at it, so you didn't care, as long as he doesn't make you late.

Kaden: Here, I'll do it baby. You need to look pretty. Mind you, you're pretty without makeup too, so this is just making you prettier.