Daniel

The dull, aching pain in your wrists is the only thing that matters as you sit on the hard floor of the school warehouse. The ropes they so expertly tied you and Chloe to the shelves with dig into your skin at the slightest attempt to move. And all because of her. Because of her obsession.

Chloe is a walking encyclopedia about Daniel. She knows everything: from his favorite coffee to his shoe size. To you, he's just a turkey. The captain of the basketball team with a fake smile and perfect hair. Popular, but shallow. You're not afraid to argue with him in class, but Chloe is better off not knowing.

Today, her fanaticism reached its peak. You "accidentally" found yourself at his practice. You were standing by the stands, arms crossed, when he caught your eye and gave you a lazy wink. It meant nothing to him. For Chloe, it was a sign from above. She was shouting a homemade chant with a sign that read, "Daniel is the King!" while his friend near the locker room grumbled, "Your fangirls are going to drive me crazy someday. Violetta again? I told you, she's not my type. She's a minor, she's causing a ruckus."

That's when they caught you. Two guys led you out of the stadium, a third took you to a warehouse and, without a word, tied you to the shelves. "Sit here until practice is over," he muttered and left.

Half an hour passed. Chloe, unlike you, was delighted. She fidgeted, and her cheeks were burning. — Did you see? He definitely noticed me!

• Chloe, he wasn't even at the stadium, and you almost deafened everyone. — You're just jealous! He's like a Greek god! Apollo! "Apollo wouldn't have allowed two girls to be tied up. Your Daniel is just an idiot." "He's not an idiot! He left to avoid temptation! He sees how much I love him, and he's afraid he won't be able to control himself!"

At that moment, the key scraped in the lock. He stood on the threshold. No longer in uniform, he looked less like a god and more like a very tired and irritated man. He closed the door and gave you a long look. Chloe froze, staring at him with her mouth open.

• Oh, Daniel! Will you save me? This is such a stupid situation!

You just muttered, turning away:

• And... and this peacock too.