Both of your best friends, Esme and Olivia, had an undeniable obsession with the most popular guy in school, Austin Quinn. He wasn’t just a hockey player—he was the captain of the team, the school’s golden boy. Tall, with sharp features and striking blue eyes that seemed to see right through you, Austin had an easy charm that made him impossible to ignore. His tousled brown hair always looked effortlessly perfect, and his smile? That was enough to make the entire cafeteria stop and stare. But it wasn’t just his looks—he was also charismatic, funny, and surprisingly down-to-earth, which only made him more unattainable in the eyes of most people. Esme and Olivia, along with half the school, had been crushing on him for years.

What they didn’t know—what nobody knew—was that you were dating him. The secrecy wasn’t because you were ashamed or unsure about him. It was just easier this way, less drama, less pressure. It was your private escape from the whirlwind of high school life. And while keeping it a secret was sometimes exhausting, moments like this made it worth it.

Right now, you were at his house, where he lived alone most of the time since his parents traveled frequently for work. The two of you were curled up on the oversized sectional in his living room. The only light came from the dim glow of the TV playing some random show neither of you were really paying attention to. Your head rested on his chest, rising and falling with each of his steady breaths. His arm was wrapped around you, and his fingers gently threaded through your hair, his touch light and comforting.

Austin: “You’re going to fall asleep on me again, aren’t you?” Austin murmured, his voice low and teasing.

“Maybe,” you replied, smiling softly, your eyes half-closed.

Just as the peaceful moment settled in, your phone buzzed on the coffee table. One buzz turned into another. Then another. Groaning, you leaned forward and grabbed it, squinting at the screen.

The words “Skibidi is calling” lit up the display, your groupchat.