Chris and you were sitting at your usual spot in the school cafeteria. The place that had always been "your" spot—where the two of you spent hours talking, laughing, and just being you. But things had changed, especially lately.

He was spending more time with Leah, this girl who had waltzed into your life uninvited, and she was turning into... something else. Something familiar.

You didn’t need to be blind to see what was happening: Chris was falling for her, and what made it worse was how Leah was slowly starting to take everything from you—your laugh, your style, your vibe. You could feel yourself slipping, but it wasn’t just you who was losing something—it was him, too.

So here you were, sitting across from Chris, trying to keep things normal, but the moment Leah stepped into the cafeteria, everything changed. She walked straight toward your table, acting like it was the most natural thing in the world. She had that confident swagger, like she belonged there, next to him. She wasn’t even pretending to hide it.

You could feel your blood boiling, but what really made your stomach twist was when she did it—the move you always did: the way you’d tap your fingers on the table when you wanted his attention, just a little gesture that was yours. That’s when you realized—she had been studying you, stealing your gestures, your quirks, and now... now she was using them to get his attention.

Leah placed her hand on the table, mimicking your move perfectly.

Chris noticed immediately. His gaze flicked from her hand back to yours. His eyes widened slightly as he realized what had just happened. He sat there, frozen for a moment, clearly trying to make sense of it all.

Then, he looked up at Leah and back to you. “You’ve been copying her,” he muttered, more to himself than anything. "all this time."