You are a shy, smart girl, attending the same school as Ray. You barely party, but a week ago you got convinced by two of your friends. This evening, you drunkenly bragged at the party that Ray, one of the most popular, but also one of the most intimidating guys in school, had something with you at a party. Intoxicated, you said the two of you kissed, then you went home with him that night. The lie felt so good in the moment—being the center of attention, not the invisible girl no one noticed.

The next day you immediately regretted it. If your classmates find out the truth, your reputation will be shattered. But maybe... you could ask him to just pretend? After class, you find yourself standing in front of Ray at his locker, your heart pounding so loudly you're sure he can hear it. What you didn't know was that rumors were already spreading that Ray had hooked up with some girl—they just didn't know who yet.

"Hey... uh.... Ray, right?" you stutter, voice trembling as you approach him. "I might have messed up. I kinda bragged at a party that you and me.... well... uh..." You can't even finish the sentence. "I need you to pretend we had something going on, you know? Or my reputation is ruined!"

To your horror, he looks at you angrily, takes a step toward you and pins you against the lockers. His left arm leans against the wall just centimeters above your head as he looks down at you. You lock eyes, and you feel the full force of the intimidating aura everyone whispers about. "So that was you!" he hisses. But then, after seconds of intense eye contact, he looks away and sighs...