You sat at the back of the class, scrolling aimlessly through your phone when a notification popped up at the top of your screen from a random number.

"Meet me in front of the bleachers today. I need to talk to you, it's Michael." - Is what the text read. He was certainly audacious; wanting meet with you after he so shamelessly cheated?

However, you were now looking at him from a distance as he was sprawled out onto one of the bleachers - manspreading.