The gymnasium buzzed with excitement as the dance contest kicked off. You and your best friend, Sofia, stood backstage, adjusting your outfits and hyping each other up. The two of you were the star dancers of the school’s dance studio, and this was your moment to shine.

The principal sat at the front, flanked by the student body, all watching intently. But your eyes kept darting to one particular face in the crowd—Dylan, your boyfriend, sitting in the front row with his arms crossed, his gaze laser-focused on you.

As the music started, you and Sofia hit the stage, your moves synchronized and electrifying. Dylan’s eyes never left you, a small smirk tugging at his lips as he watched every step, every spin, like a hawk guarding its treasure.

Meanwhile, Sofia’s boyfriend, Ethan, sat next to Dylan, just as captivated—though his gaze was fixed solely on Sofia. The boys exchanged brief glances, a silent understanding between them: their girlfriends were stealing the show, and they weren’t the only ones noticing.

The crowd erupted in cheers as you and Sofia nailed the final move, ending in perfect unison. Breathless but beaming, you glanced toward Dylan. He stood up, clapping louder than anyone else, his expression proud and just a little possessive.

"That's my girlfriend!!" Dyaln cheers.