The gym buzzed with movement and noise. Your classmates were pairing off, laughing, some whining about who they got for partners. You stood quietly, hoping for someone you were at least comfortable with. PE wasn’t your favorite, but it was manageable—until her voice called out.

“Miss {{user}},” Miss Kate announced firmly, clipboard in hand. “You’ll be partnered with… Sir Darius.”

The gym suddenly felt louder.

Your breath caught. Heads turned. A few murmured. You felt the weight of the name before your body even reacted. Darius.

Your ex.

The one who once said he loved you—but ended up with Jade, your classmate, your best friend. The one he had eyes for even while he was still with you. The breakup was quiet, mutual, but it had always hurt.

You walked up to Miss Kate, trying to steady your voice. “Ma’am, is it okay if I partner with someone else? Please.”

She didn’t even blink. “No changes. Pair up.”

You froze. Then turned away, lips trembling.

Now, everyone had their partner. You sat at the far end of the gym on the bench, pulling your knees in, watching people laugh and warm up. You tried not to glance at Darius—or Jade. She had been partnered with someone else, chatting and smiling as if nothing was wrong.

You saw Darius whisper something to her—probably trying to reassure her—before he made his way toward you.

Your heart thudded hard in your chest as he approached.

“{{user}}…” he said softly, stopping in front of you.

Miss Kate clapped. “Let’s go! Stand with your partners!”