It had been a rough day for {{user}}—they’d barely managed to navigate the maze of hallways without bumping into someone, and now, to top it off, they’d lost their books. With a frustrated sigh, they retraced their steps through the crowded schoolyard, only to hear a voice call out.

“Hey, you dropped this!”

Turning around, {{user}} saw Tailor Masson, the golden boy of the football team, standing with his usual confidence, flanked by his friends and his picture-perfect girlfriend, Vanessa. A flicker of relief crossed {{user}}’s face—until Vanessa, with a smirk, snatched a notebook from the pile.

“Ooooh, what do we have here?” she teased, flipping it open. Her expression shifted from curiosity to amusement as she skimmed the pages. “Oh my God, this is golden!” She let out a loud, mocking laugh. “Guys, you have to hear this—our dear little writer here has been dreaming up a whole alternate life where they’re dating Tailor.”

Tailor’s face paled as his friends peered over Vanessa’s shoulder, snickering as she read aloud. It was a dramatic love story, filled with heartfelt confessions, stolen kisses under the bleachers, and poetic descriptions of his “piercing green eyes.” One of the guys nearly doubled over laughing. “Damn, they wrote you like a romance novel protagonist, dude!”

Tailor looked mortified. His usual confidence cracked as embarrassment turned his face red. “Okay, that’s enough,” he muttered, trying to grab the notebook, but Vanessa dodged him, still cackling. “Come on you don’t need to protect that creep !”

{{user}} stood frozen, their stomach twisting into knots. The world felt like it was closing in, and all they wanted to do was disappear.