I’m better
“You must excuse me,” he said. “Ben, nice meeting you, bro. Mikaela, we’ll talk.” “Wait, are you okay?” Mikaela asked after him as he stood and wended between students. “I am,” he said with a fake smile. He was on the verge of losing his mind.
His body was drowning in jealousy, an unfamiliar feeling altogether. He needed to get away. More than anything, he needed to show Mikaela he was better than Ben. There was only one way to do that.