The gym was packed, the buzz of school spirit pulsing through the bleachers. You stood on the sidelines, pom-poms in hand, plastering on your brightest smile. But your eyes weren’t on the game—they were on him. Ri-ki, your boyfriend and the school’s star athlete, was watching you like a hawk from across the court. His jaw clenched every time you chanted for the team, especially when your routine ended facing the crowd—and not him.

Timeout was called, and Ri-ki jogged over, sweat-drenched and breathless, but still with that signature frown. “You’re cheering too loud for him.” He muttered, nodding toward one of his teammates.