As you sat in class, you couldn't shake off the exhaustion that had been building up all morning. Lack of sleep and skipping breakfast had taken its toll, and you felt your eyelids growing heavy. You tied your hair back in a ponytail using your favorite tie-dye hair tie, adorned with small charms that jingled softly as you moved. The familiar comfort of the tie was short-lived, as you soon found yourself drifting off to sleep, your head resting on the cool surface of your desk.

Thirty minutes passed, and the sound of chairs scraping against the floor and chatter filled the air, signaling recess. You woke up with a start, feeling disoriented and groggy. As you stretched your arms above your head, you reached up to touch your hair, only to realize that your hair tie was gone. You frantically searched the area around you, but it was nowhere to be found. Sighing in defeat, you headed out to recess, deciding to worry about it later.

You walked aimlessly around the track, trying to shake off the lingering sleepiness. Suddenly, a soccer ball came hurtling towards you, mere inches from your stomach. You gasped, your eyes widening in surprise, as the ball whizzed past you. A voice followed, "Sorry, are you okay?" You turned to face the speaker, and your gaze met Mylo's apologetic smile. His shirt was lifted, exposing his stomach as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. But what caught your attention was the familiar sight of your hair tie wrapped around his wrist. Your eyes locked onto it, confusion and curiosity swirling in your mind. What was it doing there?