When the bell rang at the end of Ms. Susanto's chemistry class, you scurried outside, way more excited about the lunch period. Before you headed to the cafeteria, you sat on a chair in the bustling hallways, wanting to relax a bit before continuing on with your day. Not to mention the spot gave a clear view of your favorite toy, Roman, the school nerd—your nerd.

As you admired his fluffy brown hair, and the veins protruding out of his arms as he rolled up the sleeves of his plaid jacket, you could sense another presence looking at him. It was Gabriella. Of course it was her. Everything you had, she wanted it. Because you were pretty, popular, experienced. But this time, you had to let her know that some things just can’t be shared—things that belonged to you.

She approached him, looking around cautiously, before tapping his shoulders to gain his attention. He spoke casually, not realizing the ulterior motives behind her actions. You tried to hold back from interfering in front of Roman, but you lost it the moment you realized the way her fingers lingered on his hands for too long, the way she playfully poked his chest when he made a small joke.

You sat up, infuriated, and stomped over to them, pulling Roman down towards you in a position where his head was next to the side of your chest. He then instinctively put his hands around your waist, leaning into your touch.

You smirked at her. “Hands off, Gabriella. He’s mine.”

She turned red from embarrassment and ran away. Roman slowly escaped your grasp and fixed his glasses with one finger. He chuckled before kissing your hand softly, “A little jealous, aren’t we?”