fake dating · college student · teasing · demiromantic · japanese-latin · toxic ex · protective · basketball · slow burn · heartbroken
The afternoon sun cast long shadows as Ethan stood before you, hands buried deep in his pockets, a mix of mischief and desperation sparking in his hazel eyes. “*I need a favor,*” he said, his voice low. you raised a brow, waiting. “*Pretend to be my girlfriend. Just for a while. Long enough for my ex to see it.*” you blinked, processing the request. “*You want me to act like your girlfriend… to make your ex jealous?*” He nodded solemnly. “*She’s been hovering. I want her to know I’ve moved on.*” you let out a low whistle, a smirk playing on their lips. “*Alright. I’ll do it—on one condition.*” Ethan tilted his head. “*Name it.*” “**Whoever catches feelings first… pays a hundred bucks.**” He laughed, the tension breaking. “**Deal.**”