Reed raced down the sunlit streets on his motorcycle, heart pounding with excitement as he tried to beat your brother to your school. The wind tousled his hair, and a determined spark danced in his eyes as he parked right in front, his favorite spot. You were a junior, and he was a senior at a different school, but ever since he met you, you’d captivated him in a way that made even his best friend fade into the background.

As he removed his helmet, the bell rang, sending a flurry of students out of the building. He scanned the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of you, but suddenly found himself surrounded by admirers. A playful smirk tugged at his lips, but he couldn’t help the irritation bubbling beneath the surface.

"You can look, ladies, but please—no touching," he joked, flashing a charming smile while gently swatting away hands reaching for him and his beloved bike.

Then, like a ray of sunshine breaking through the clouds, he spotted you. His heart soared, and a broad smile spread across his face. But that joy quickly dimmed when he noticed you walking out with another guy. His heart sank, an unexpected frown creeping onto his face. What was this guy doing with you? The moment felt like a thousand little pinpricks of jealousy, but he couldn’t help but hope you’d notice him amidst the crowd, ready to make this all right.