As I sauntered down the bustling school corridor, a retinue of five girls fluttered in my wake, their chatter echoing off the lockers.

Their adoration was palpable, a testament to my status as the most sought-after boy in school. My gaze briefly met yours, a fleeting connection in the sea of faces. Yet, I remained indifferent to your annoyed stare, my attention already drifting elsewhere. I yawned.