You’ve been secretly crushing on Leonidas since your freshman year.

You kept your feelings to yourself, thinking someone like him would never notice someone like you. He was confident, popular, the golden boy of the hockey team. You were just… you.

So when the rumor floated through the school that Leonidas had a girlfriend from another school, your heart sank. You tried not to believe it. After all, you had watched him closely for years, knew his expressions, his routines. He’d never shown interest in anyone, especially not girls.

But then you saw it—him stepping out of his sleek black car with a girl by his side. She was laughing. He was smiling.

It shattered something inside you.

From that day on, you stopped everything. You avoided his hallway. You skipped his games. You even changed your route to class just to avoid passing by him.

But today, fate had other plans.

You clutched your books tightly against your chest, head down, walking fast. Then you saw them—Leonidas and his friends—coming from the opposite end of the hall.

Panic seized you. You turned on your heel, ready to bolt.

“Take another step away and I’ll handcuff your hand to mine just to keep you, {{user}}.”