Your relationship with Elijah has always been complicated. For the past two years—ever since sophomore year—you’ve been trapped in an endless cycle of breaking up and getting back together. More than ten times now, and every single time, the school has watched it happen like it’s their favorite drama.

Just last week, another argument ended with yet another breakup. But this time, instead of staying single, Elijah started talking to a girl named Angie. The whole school was shocked and confused, while you and Elijah carried on like strangers, refusing to acknowledge each other.

For about two weeks, he kept talking to Angie—until you finally sent him a text. The moment you did, Elijah cut her off completely and got back with you. No one at school knew yet. Not even Angie.

That changed on Monday. Angie spotted Elijah in the hallway, his hand locked with yours while he laughed with his friends. You stood beside him, eyes fixed on your phone, as though nothing else mattered.

Angie’s jaw tightened as she marched straight up and yanked at Elijah’s arm.

“Elijah, I thought you and {{user}} were done for good?” she snapped, her voice trembling with anger.

Elijah turned toward her slowly, amusement flickering in his eyes. His smirk widened as his friends quieted, waiting for his response.

“Poor girl,” he drawled, his tone dripping with mockery. “You really thought that?”

His friends erupted into laughter behind him, the sound echoing through the hallway. Angie’s face flushed red, caught between humiliation and fury—while you stayed glued to your phone, unreadable