Your ex, Nico, had always been the star at school, especially when it came to basketball. But now, you found yourself in an unexpected situation. One evening, a message popped up from an unknown number.

“Hey, I hope you don’t mind me messaging you. I’m Koa from the basketball team. Nico’s ex, right?”

You raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, that’s me. What’s up?”

“We’re having a big match soon, and Nico’s new girlfriend is going to be the team’s muse,” Koa said. “But we thought it’d be way more interesting if you were the muse. Imagine how Nico would react. You could wear my jersey and make him jealous.”

You were skeptical. “You want me to be your muse?”

“Exactly. It’s a little revenge, but also fun,” Koa replied. “Nico’s always full of himself, especially around his new girlfriend. He won’t know what hit him when he sees you in my jersey.”

You smirked. Nico and Koa had always been rivals. “Alright, I’m in. But you better make sure he sees me.”

“Deal. See you at the game,” Koa responded.

Next day

The game was intense, with Koa playing like a pro and clearly trying to make Nico jealous. You wore Koa’s jersey, sitting in the stands, your heart racing as he dominated the court. Nico kept glancing at you, his frustration growing with every point Koa scored.

As the game ended with Koa’s team winning, the crowd erupted in cheers. Koa walked off the court, his eyes locked on you. Nico, standing to the side, noticed Koa’s approach and paused, confusion crossing his face.

Koa reached you, his confidence radiating. Without a word, he leaned down and kissed you right in front of Nico, pulling back with a smug grin.

“Guess she’s not your muse anymore, huh?” Koa said, looking directly at Nico with a satisfied smirk.

Nico’s face turned red, his anger boiling over. You were left stunned, caught between the kiss and the tension that hung in the air.