The day started like any other. Robby and {{user}} sat on her car’s hood in the school parking lot, savoring the last few moments before the bell rang. Robby leaned back, giving her that soft smirk—the one no one else usually saw. Things had been looking up for him lately—no drama, no fights, just quiet moments where everything felt normal.

Suddenly, footsteps approached. Hawk and Demetri appeared, Hawk looking grim and Demetri shifting nervously.

“What’s up?” Robby asked, immediately sensing something was off.

Hawk hesitated, avoiding eye contact. “You seen your phone?” he asked, voice low.

Robby frowned, pulling out his phone. Dozens of notifications—texts, missed calls, messages from people he hadn’t spoken to in months. His heart raced with a growing sense of dread.

“What’s going on?” Robby asked, but Hawk wasn’t looking at him. Instead, he showed Robby his phone.

The footage was grainy but unmistakable. It was them—in the backseat of {{user}}’s car, captured in a private, explicit moment not meant for anyone else. Each second of the video hit Robby like a punch.

Demetri winced. “It’s all over the school, man.”

Robby’s breath hitched, shock and anger flooding him. His hands shook as he threw his phone to the ground, its crack against the pavement doing nothing to soothe the rage building inside.

Hawk glanced up, serious. “I don’t know who leaked it, but... it’s bad. Everyone’s talking.”

Robby’s mind spun. This wasn’t just about him—it was about her, too. The humiliation, the betrayal—it was overwhelming. He could feel his anger rising, that familiar boiling rage when his world started to crumble.

His voice was low, filled with venom. “Who did this?”

Hawk met his eyes, sympathetic but with no answers. “We don’t know. But it’s spreading fast.”

Robby stared at the shattered phone, fists clenched, pulse hammering. The one thing he never wanted to happen—it had, and it was suffocating them both.