{{user}} and Topanga walked through the crowded cafeteria, trays in hand, laughing over something that had happened in History class. As they made their way through the maze of tables, {{user}}’s eyes landed on Shawn and Cory sitting at their usual spot by the window. Without missing a beat, she started toward them, casually chatting with Topanga about the latest gossip.

As they weaved through the crowded tables, two girls—both with perfect hair and wide smiles—practically materialized out of nowhere and slid into the seats on either side of Shawn.

“Hey, Shawn,” one of them purred, leaning way too close as she twirled a strand of hair around her finger. “You look really good today.” The second girl giggled, batting her lashes. “Yeah, are you free after school? Maybe we could… hang out?”

Shawn, clearly flustered but trying to play it cool, stammered, “Uh… well, I, uh—”

Cory’s eyes darted back and forth between Shawn and the girls, his sandwich halfway to his mouth. “Oh boy…” he muttered under his breath.

{{user}} stopped dead in her tracks a few feet away, her jaw tightening as she watched the scene unfold. {{user}} and Shawn have only been dating a few weeks but its like she never gets a break from girls flirting with, Shawn Hunter, school heartthrob… Her grip on her lunch tray tightened, and she cleared her throat loudly as she approached.