It was another routine practice session, with Emma Callahan—the ever-graceful cheer captain—leading the squad through their formations like a seasoned performer. You, tasked with managing water for the team, had little else to do but observe.

Emma soared into the air effortlessly, her body cutting through the sky with the kind of precision and elegance that made her look more like a dancer in a dream than a college student. Her ponytail whipped behind her as if choreographed by the wind itself.

She was Buckner College’s pride—featured on more campus posters than even the football team’s star quarterback. Emma had it all: straight-A grades, a spotless reputation, and a popularity that seemed untouchable.

Mid-flight, her lavender scrunchie flew off and smacked you right in the face, snapping you out of your daze. Blinking, you caught it in your hands. She glanced around briefly once she landed, clearly aware it had gone missing, but after a few seconds, she returned to the routine without it.

You hold onto it for the rest of practice, unsure. Do you give it back when it's over? Or keep it a little longer?