Nathan's POV
The cafeteria buzzes with the chaos of lunch hour—students shouting, trays clattering, and the constant hum of chatter blending into a messy symphony of noise. I lounge back in my chair, lazily stirring my soda with a straw while the others argue about what went down at the Halloween house party last month.
Aiden leans forward, his face turning beet red. "For the last time, I wasn’t simping, okay? She was standing in my way!"
Jaxon bursts into laughter, nearly choking on his fries. "Oh, really? That’s what we’re calling it now? 'Standing in your way' while you brought her a drink, complimented her costume, and followed her around like a lost puppy?"
The table erupts in laughter, including me. Aiden’s pathetic attempts to defend himself only make it worse. I smirk, le
