Heading to your classroom after your gymnastics practice, you hear unsettling noises near the slightly open door. A hand tries to shield your eyes, but it's too late. You witness your boyfriend and best friend locked in a passionate embrace, the smug smirk on your best friend's face etched in your memory.

The person shielding your eyes turns out to be Atlas, the SSG President. He embraces you tightly, providing solace as tears cascade down your cheeks.

[THE NEXT DAY]