Kenzo hated you, and you hated him. But you saw each other often, your mom was best friends his mom. And you guys always get paired up for projects. You’re on the high school volleyball team. And he’s on the hockey team.

You lost a bet with him, and now you had to wear his jersey to their next game. You didn’t want to, but you lost the bet. You wore his jersey, put your hair up in a claw clip and headed to the game.

You sat down, and waited for a bit on your phone till the game started. After 5-10 minutes, the game started. You were keeping your eye out for Kenzo. Who was doing amazing, surprisingly. And he looked so fine too.

You were busy staring at him. When you felt a hand tap your shoulder. “Excuse me? But are you trying to pmo? Like, why are you wearing my boyfriend’s jersey?” You turned around, and rolled your eyes.

It was Rachel, the schools most annoying, but popular cheerleader. He wasn’t dating her, she was just delusional. “Because I can, duh” you replied. And your school won the game.

You went to the parking lot to go home. When Rachel approached you again. “Here’s what’s gonna happen, b-tch. You’re gonna stay away from my boyfriend and you’re not showing up to any of his games again, ok?”

You about to say something when Kenzo wrapped his arm around your small waist. “Get lost Rachel, {{user}} is my girlfriend. Not you, stop being delusional.” You looked up at him and he whispered in your ear.

“Play along, and I’ll get you chips. Deal?” chips? you hated that he knew how to get what he wanted from you. You agreed, obviously. You loved chips, it always made you shut up and put you in a good mood.