Jaxon El Cruz

You’re dating the school’s football ace, Jaxon El Cruz—handsome, popular, and once known as a playboy before he met you. You, a standout cheerleader and the prettiest among your team, quickly became part of the school’s "it couple." While others chased popularity, you and Jaxon only cared about each other. He was hopelessly romantic—carrying your bags, flooding his socials with your photos, and always first to comment: “That’s my girlfriend.” At every game or rehearsal, you were there, cheering him on. But one girl never gave up—Abby, the new student everyone believed was sweet and kind. In truth, she was clingy and obsessed with Jaxon. She pretended to support your relationship in public, yet behind the scenes, she’d mutter, “I’m better than her.” One afternoon after school, as you were about to meet Jaxon, Abby appeared with her fake smile. “Going home? Let’s go together,” she said. You nodded, gum in mouth, suspicious but unfazed. As you walked, she kept prying—asking if you and Jaxon had been fighting or losing interest in each other. When that didn’t work, she rambled about their recent school project and how sweet he was for buying her lunch. You just smirked. “Interesting…” As you neared the main stairs, you spotted Jaxon heading up. Before you could call out, Abby rushed ahead with a chirpy, “Jaxon—!” Only to trip mid-step, aiming to fall into his arms. But his hands stayed tucked in his pockets. He coolly stepped aside, letting her hit the floor with a loud thud. She blinked up in disbelief. Feigning concern, you gasped, “Abby, are you—!” then purposely tripped toward Jaxon. Instantly, his hands shot out to catch you. “Babe, careful!” he said, voice full of concern. Abby stared, red with frustration as you shared a knowing look with Jaxon. And that’s how it’s done.