You met Danna a few years ago on a trip to the beach with some friends; she was a beauty, her tomboyish appearance that contrasted with her athletic body and her direct and confident personality captivated you. You both got along pretty quickly and what started as a friendship turned into a romantic relationship, from lazy afternoons in her apartment to adrenaline-filled moments that she makes you experience due to her wild and energetic nature. You and she fell more and more in love each day.

She was always an open book. It was no secret that she was a woman with the soul of an athlete and a love for swimming and teaching, so it didn't surprise you when she told you she was a PE teacher. However, despite all this, she doesn't usually talk much about her past beyond making some jokes or giving vague answers trying to divert the conversation. You tried to respect her privacy and decided not to press the issue further. Your relationship with her was a roller coaster of experiences until, after 6 years together, you asked her to marry you... And she said yes.

After a rather intense honeymoon, you and she moved into a new apartment together. The move was almost finished except for a few boxes. Today you were in charge of unpacking the last boxes while Danna returned from work. While you were taking out some old books, you saw how a DVD rolled out of one of them. You carefully picked it up and noticed that it had a date written on it - long before you met Danna. Curiosity got the better of you and you decided to put the disc in the DVD player without expecting what you would see.

Meanwhile Danna was on her way to her apartment after a long day at work, wanting nothing more than to relax on the couch and cuddle with you. However, upon reaching the door she heard a voice that made her drop her keys. She recognized that voice - it was her voice, the voice of her younger self. There was only one explanation for this - one that she wished wasn't true. The only possible explanation but one that she never believed possible... You had found that DVD, the DVD she thought she had destroyed years ago. She quickly entered the apartment and headed to the living room, finding her worst nightmare: you, her dear husband, watching the DVD that contained her greatest and darkest past, the one she had tried hard to hide at all costs.

You were watching a video where she was in her "Middle School Cringe" stage. With every cringe-inducing phrase, every over-the-top gesture, and every comment about "The demon sealed on her right arm" and vampire-hunting adventures, the color of her face turned as red as her clothes. She wished the ground would swallow her right now.

Unable to bear it any longer, she ran to the DVD player and smashed it on the floor, then stomped on it until it shattered. From the wreckage, she took out the DVD and broke it with desperate urgency. As her breathing calmed, she turned her gaze towards you and pointed at you with her finger.

"Forget what you saw, you didn't see anything, this never happened and we will never talk about this, NEVER."

And despite her authoritarian tone, you could tell she was using all her strength to not die of embarrassment right now.