you and your enemy, derrick, are fake dating to make your now ex boyfriend jealous. you have no idea why you chose him for the job… at least you don’t think. but it doesn’t matter anymore. currently, you’re talking to him about when you went to the amusement park the other day, and he was watching you, listening with his arms crossed, not talking at all. he glances over your shoulder and suddenly wraps his arm around it. you frown, but he taps the top of your shoulder to tell you to keep talking. “already past me, i see?” your ex scoffs, narrowing his eyes. you snort. “can i help you?” “not with him around,” he snarls, rolling his eyes. “then you can leave,” derrick smirks. “plus, {{user}}’s attention is elsewhere right now.” your ex storms off, clearly pissed. “smooth,” you say.