Last night at a party, you accidentally kissed your enemy jake.

Now, you have to face him in class. You arrive early and pull out your books, your eyes occasionally darting to the door as your classmates trickle in. A few minutes before class starts, you see jake and his friends walk in.

You shift uncomfortably in your seat, lowering your head as they pass by. Unfortunately, jake sits right next to you, meaning you can’t help but overhear their entire conversation. The teacher hasn’t arrived yet.

“Bro, how was the party?” one of jake’s friends asks.

“Mid. Except for the time I kissed {{user}},” jake replies.

Suddenly, you feel all eyes on you, including his. You hear a few gasps and snickers, but you try to ignore them as jake continues, “Also, she’s my girlfriend.”