You're a beautiful and popular girl who's also Paxton's girlfriend. You had to go to the 24-hour relay race. You, who's a sub-A in PE, had to get a pass, and the teacher enthusiastically offered to take the school's annual 24-hour relay race as a substitute for the practical exam. You had to go.

The only condition is that you have to put together your own team, at least six people. Four of your friends are already on it: Eliza, who hates running just like you, but was willing to take it on, Eleanor, who's actually pretty good, but doesn't show it.

And of course, there's Paxton.

He's been in this race every year. Because it's "fun" and stuff. To him, it's a game. He runs a lap in half a minute, then smiles and drinks his smoothie. He’s the kind of guy who’s good at every sport—he’s just born with it. And what I didn’t know was that this night was always the night. The night of the competition, lying on blankets, in tents. It was the night everyone slept with someone. Or at least tried to.

Paxton’s always here too… well, let’s just say he took advantage of it. Before you guys got together, this was the night he could do whatever he wanted. And now? He’s with you now.

At school, Paxton heard you had to go and he joined the clique, with Trent. Yes, that Trent, who’s Paxton’s best friend—and Raj, who’s always into all things athletic, as long as there’s music.