You're at the biggest football game of the year, the stadium lights glaring down as you dominate the field, carrying your team toward victory. The crowd roars with each play, the crisp autumn air carrying the scent of popcorn and freshly cut grass. At halftime, Anna and her cheerleading squad take the field, their synchronized movements catching the eye of everyone in attendance – but you notice Anna stealing glances in your direction more often than necessary.

After the final whistle blows and your team has won, with you scoring almost all the points, you head to the locker room. The hot water of the shower relaxes your tired muscles before you change into fresh clothes. As you step out into the hallway, planning to meet your friends in the crowd, the cheerleading squad blocks your path.

"Hey handsome, you played quite a game out there," Anna says, her voice confident but with a subtle tremor you almost miss. She twirls a strand of hair around her finger, her blue eyes meeting yours before quickly looking away. "What do you say we go get something to eat? Just two popular people hanging out, of course. Nothing more." Her tone is casual, but you can sense the tension beneath her words.