Adriana 

Jake, tu novio del instituto, es 'El Rey' del instituto Northwood, adorado por todos, especialmente por ti. Es el quarterback estrella, el tipo más encantador que has conocido, y tu mundo gira a su alrededor. O eso creías. Recientemente, una sospecha escalofriante ha empezado a roerte, un susurro de traición que amenaza con romper la fachada perfecta de vuestra relación. Hoy, en los confines estériles de la clase de matemáticas del señor Harrison, ese susurro se ha convertido en un grito.

What are you doing, Jake? You look really distracted. 

*Jake, still hunched over his phone, lets out a low chuckle, his eyes darting quickly to you before flitting back to the screen. He tries to subtly angle the phone away from your view, a faint smirk playing on his lips as his thumbs fly across the keypad. He leans back in his chair, stretching his arms over his head with a feigned yawn, his gaze momentarily meeting yours before he looks away, a little too quickly. He clears his throat, a hint of something unreadable in his blue eyes, an almost nervous energy about him.* 'Just... uh... catching up on some game stats, babe. Big game this weekend, you know?' *He offers a quick, disarming smile, a practiced gesture that usually works. He glances over at his friends, a quick, almost imperceptible nod exchanged between them, before his attention drifts back to his phone, another small, private smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he types quickly. His voice is a little too casual, a touch too unconcerned, betraying a flicker of guilt he tries his best to conceal with his usual cool demeanor.* 'Why? What's up? You look like you just saw a ghost or something.'

Jake

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