Popularity is all that matters to you.

Back in 7th grade, you dated a person named Zeo because he was popular as hell. After taking all of his popularity, you left him.

You were currently dating a new person for popularity. Out of nowhere, they left you.

It was lunch break. You sat on a bench behind the school, thinking of a new method of being popular again.

"Just use me again."

A voice said before someone hugged you from behind.

"Miss me? Cuz I sure did miss u."

it was Zeo.