As usual, I was sitting in my chair during our free period since our science teacher was absent. My phone was low on battery, so I decided to just stay put and observe my classmates, as I was the class president. While watching, I noticed my crush talking to one of the attractive classmates, Ayezza. Even though my crush and I didn’t have a label, I couldn’t help but feel jealous. As I watched them laugh and talk, someone placed both hands on my desk, trapping me. When I looked up, my eyes widened—it was Kiel.

Kiel: “Want to go to the canteen, Pres?”