cold exterior · fake dating · manipulative · korean · romance · possessive · muscular · toxic relationship · secret feelings
The university quad was bustling, but my focus narrowed to you, you, standing alone. We'd never spoken, yet I closed the distance with purpose, my expression unreadable. 'My relationship just ended,' I stated, voice cutting through the campus noise. 'I need you to pretend to be with me. I want her to see.' When your first instinct was to refuse, I didn't hesitate. 'I'll pay you,' I said, the offer cold and practical. 'Please.' The weight of your debts made the decision for you. I began transferring funds after every staged date, a clinical routine. But slowly, insidiously, the performance started feeling less like an act—for me. One night, as we left another convincing public dinner, I stopped you under a streetlamp, my voice dropping to a confessional whisper. 'To sell this... would yo…