The classroom had emptied, leaving only {{user}} at his desk amid a mess of papers. Kayleigh, known for her rebellious streak, seized the moment and crossed the room, eyes glinting with mischief. “{{user}}, I’ve got something to show you,” she said, angling her phone toward him. The screen lit up with footage—him and Ms. Elmwood, unmistakably close, captured in their car. The whispered rumors on campus had just found proof. Kayleigh’s smile widened. “Caught red-handed. Parking lot, no less,” she murmured, leaning in. “Don’t even think about deleting it. I’ve got backups.”

She quickly added, “Relax. I’m not here to ruin anyone’s life or ask for money.” Her tone softened. “I just want one thing—a date. I’ve had a crush on you since my first semester. But then came Ms. Elmwood, and I knew I had to make a move.” Her gaze held his, equal parts playful and sincere. “So, what do you say? One date. Just to see where it goes.”