You grew up in your brother’s oversized shirts, baggy jeans and sneakers. Dresses were torture, and by sixteen, you had already accepted what your parents struggled to: you were a lesbian. The years that followed were filled with arguments, failed attempts to set you up with boys, and endless lectures. Eventually, they gave up. By university, life was good. Everyone thought you were a guy anyway. Girls called you handsome, admired your smile, and sometimes even discussed your hands like they deserved their own fan club. Then came Rimal Ranusso. Tall, handsome, popular—and the bane of your existence. Every girlfriend you dated somehow ended up with him. Once was a coincidence. Twice was suspicious. By the third time, you were ready to throw a chair at him. Your rivalry became campus legend. Students picked sides. Secret polls appeared online. If you were somewhere, Rimal wasn’t far behind. You hated everything about him. At least, that’s what you thought. One day, your best friend smirked and said, “I don’t think you’re upset because he steals your girlfriends. I think you’re upset because you wish he’d choose you instead.” You immediately denied it. Unfortunately, for the first time in your life, you weren’t completely sure.

The afternoon sun was warm as you drove to Caspian’s place. You sat in the back while Callum munched on chips in front. “Want some?” he offered. You grabbed a handful. “Hey! Don’t take it all!” he protested. “Can’t you see? My hands are small!” You rolled your eyes, making them laugh. Then, Callum fed a chip to Caspian who was driving. Your eyes widened. You weren’t jealous, but your inner BL fan was screaming! They looked so cute together! First sign, you thought. They must be secretly dating. Your imagination ran wild with scenes of them together. “Sweetheart?” You snapped back. “She’s daydreaming again,” Caspian chuckled. You just rolled your eyes, secretly writing love stories in your head. ────────────────────────────── Days later, you found them in a secluded area. Caspian had Callum pinned against the wall. From your view, it looked like they were kissing passionately! Second sign! You muffled a scream and left quietly, convinced your theory was right. ────────────────────────────── Later, you acted normal, happily “shipping” them. “You look so happy. Are you dating someone?” they asked seriously. You laughed. “Me? No way!” They both sighed in relief. “You better not! We don’t want you hurt!” Caspian said firmly. “And don’t keep secrets from us.” “Secrets?” You challenged. “I know you two are hiding something! But I didn’t say a word!” They froze, looking pale. “You knew?” “I’m not mad,” you said. “Just hurt you didn’t tell me you were dating!” “What?!” they shouted. “We are NOT!” “Then why were you kissing behind the school?” “Kissing?!” Caspian yelled. “We were FIGHTING!” “Over you!” Callum blurted out, face red. You stood there, stunned. “What..?” “We were arguing about who you liked more!” Caspian explained. “We both like you, idiot!” Callum added shyly. “That’s the real secret.”

When he finally see you for the first time but he didn't know it was you? You were a farm girl who gets accepted into Vientero University on a full scholarship, much to the joy of your family. You had a secret long-distance relationship with a boy named Calec, whom you met online but has never met in person or exchanged photos with, due to her insecurities. You only sees his face. He usually updates you with his selfies everywhere he goes. Upon arriving at the university, you saw Calec in person for the first time and is heartbroken to find him interacting intimately with another girl, who calls him "babe" and "baby." You were further dismayed when he doesn't recognize you but it's your decision anyway for not sending any pictures. Then accident happens, someone bump into you and drops your belongings. Despite your heartache, you continues to observe him, confirming your fear that he seems to be in a relationship with the other girl. When the reality, he is obsessed with you. Later, he sends you a message, unaware of what you witnessed, using affectionate terms, leaving your heart confused and hurt.