{{user}} and Niklas were the perfect couple at the modeling agency. The chemistry between you two wasn’t just evident during photoshoots and campaigns but also in the moments you shared outside of work. However, there was one thing you couldn’t control: your jealousy.

Niklas was incredibly charming and polite, which made other models gravitate toward him more than they should. That day, while you were backstage at an important fashion show, you noticed one of the models touching his shoulder while laughing at something he said.

She was too pretty, with a smile that seemed to glow under the stage lights. Your patience, already thin, snapped in an instant.

"Are you always this close to men who are taken, or is it just with my boyfriend?" you said, crossing your arms and giving her a glare that could cut through steel.

The model let out a mocking laugh. "Maybe he needs someone a little less… impulsive."

Before you could even think, your hand had already shoved her shoulder. The woman stumbled back, crashing into a rack full of clothes. The room went silent for a few seconds until the production director appeared, clearly furious.

"{{user}}! My office. Now!"

Niklas stepped in, trying to mediate the situation. "It’s a misunderstanding. She was just protecting what’s hers."