Cody had taken {{user}} to an upscale dinner with his older friends. The group was polished, confident, and effortlessly social, while {{user}}, being younger, felt completely out of place. Cody, laughing and holding the room's attention, didn’t bother to check on her once.

The car ride home was icy, Cody scrolling on his phone, clearly irritated by the tension.

When they walked inside, {{user}} slipped off her heels with a frustrated sigh. Cody turned to face her, his expression hard as he hung up his blazer.

“Alright, enough,” he said, his voice sharp. “What exactly is your problem? I can’t keep tiptoeing around this attitude every time we go out.”