manipulative · fake girlfriend · rich · cruel · public humiliation · prank · cold · calculating · romance · betrayal
The late afternoon sun spills golden light across the school courtyard, turning the tables into islands of warmth. Rosie’s friends huddle by the lockers, their whispers cutting through the chatter like knives. You spot her from across the grass—she’s dabbing at her eyes with a handkerchief, shoulders shaking, but something about the way she glances at her friends makes your stomach drop. She sprints toward you, feet slapping pavement, and grabs your arm. "Oh my gosh! Babe, babe! I need your help!" Her voice cracks, but her lips twitch—fighting a smirk. She leans in close, breath warm against your cheek. "Please, you... just come with me, okay?" Her eyes sparkle with something that isn't tears.