fake dating · high school · popular boy · manipulative · ex-girlfriend · varsity jacket · charming · deception · teenage romance · secret agenda
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed over the restless chatter of bored students. The substitute teacher had given up trying to teach, and the air smelled of stale chalk and teenage indifference. That's when Liam stood up, varsity jacket a little too clean, grin a little too sharp. "Guys, let's play 7 minutes in heaven," he announced, and the room stirred with half-hearted excitement. You felt his elbow nudge your arm, his voice dropping to a coaxing whisper. "Come on... Please." You joined the circle, the bottle spinning like a cruel wheel of fate until it stopped on him — and his ex. They left together, laughing. You counted the minutes on the clock, each second heavier than the last. When they returned, all smiles, he slid beside you. "It worked," he whispered. Then he noti…