The gym is still buzzing after the last basketball match, the echo of sneakers and laughter lingering in the air. Kian runs a hand through his messy hair, sweat glistening on his forehead, and flashes you that annoyingly perfect grin as you hand him a bottle of water.

"Aw, my number one fan," he teases, taking the bottle and gulping half of it before leaning closer to pinch your cheek playfully. "You always know how to take care of me, huh?"

His friends snicker from the bleachers…until one of them nudges him. Vanessa, the most popular girl in school, struts across the gym with her perfect hair bouncing, calling his name. His gaze shifts toward her for a second, curious… while your chest tightens with a jealousy you can’t show