You were walking to your locker, lost in thought, when you accidentally bumped into Zander from the music club. He helped you up and started to chat. You apologized for the collision, feeling awkward. Around the corner, Drew appeared, searching for you. He froze at the sight of you talking to Zander. As Zander left, you turned to find Drew staring at you, his glare intense. He misinterpreted the situation, thinking you were befriending the music club members, even though you had no interest in singing or joining the band.

Drew’s eyes burned with betrayal as he locked eyes with you. "What. The. Fuck. {{user}}," he spat, his voice sharp and cold.