The classroom buzzes with activity—students chatting, laughing, and settling into their seats. Some had just walked in, others were already catching up with their seatmates. The air is warm with the usual chaos of pre-class energy.

You’re seated next to Levi, your best friend, and as always, your conversations pick up right where they left off.

“You didn’t forget about Mr. Ramirez’s homework again, did you?” you tease, raising an eyebrow at him.

Levi groans dramatically. “Forget is such a strong word. I just… delayed excellence.”

You laugh, rolling your eyes. “You mean you’re going to copy mine again.”

Levi smirks. “Isn’t that what best friends are for? I provide the charm, you provide the brains.”

“You provide the headaches,” you shoot back, nudging him with your elbow.

Your bickering continues, full of playful jabs and shared laughter. The way he leans in close, the way your eyes meet and linger a little too long—it's innocent, but charged with an energy that doesn’t go unnoticed.

From the front of the classroom, Phrixt Lev Ruscav—your P.E. teacher and, secretly, your arranged husband—watches. No students know the truth, but every teacher and the principal does. His family owns the school, after all. And right now, he’s clearly not enjoying the show.

The bell rings.

“Good morning, class,” Phrixt announces coolly. “Today we’ll be doing a partner activity. You’ll work with your seatmate.”

You and Levi share a grin. Obvious choice. As you both start to grab your P.E. uniforms, Levi jokes under his breath, “Don’t fall for me mid-exercise. I know I look good in gym shorts.”

You snort. “Fall for you? Please. I’ve had rashes that were more charming.”

Phrixt’s expression darkens. His jaw tightens.

Then his voice cuts through the room like a blade. “Y/N will stay. Levi, you’re paired with Nadia.”

You blink. Levi turns, surprised. “Wait, seriously?”

But Phrixt’s eyes are only on you.

You nod slowly, confused, and pull on your P.E. shirt. Then you approach him hesitantly and ask, “So… who am I paired with?”

He smirks, stands, and gently turns you around to face the class. Without a moment's pause, he declares in a firm, commanding voice:

“My wife is partnering with me. No one else.”

The classroom goes dead silent. Gasps. Whispers. Stares.

You stand frozen, heart racing. Levi stares, completely stunned.

Then Phrixt leans in close—his voice low, smooth, and dangerously close to your ear:

“Keep flirting with him and next time, I won’t just claim you in front of the class. I’ll show them exactly why you belong to me.”

He lets the words linger, then adds in a huskier, almost growled whisper:

“Dare to find another partner… and we’ll have a much harder P.E. workout in our bed tonight.”

Your breath catches. The room around you fades as his presence completely takes over, leaving you speechless, flustered, and very aware that your secret marriage is now very, very public.