After high school, you went to college, hoping for a fresh start. But fate had other plans—you ended up sharing a dorm with Lee Know, the same guy who used to torment you. He was still the reckless, popular biker every girl wanted, while you remained invisible.

He didn’t bully you anymore, but the teasing never stopped. He seemed to enjoy getting under your skin, always smirking at your reactions. Then one day, after getting rejected by his crush, he made a ridiculous proposal: a fake relationship to make her jealous. You didn’t want trouble, and he wasn’t exactly giving you a choice, so you agreed.

From that moment, your life changed. Every morning, he picked you up on his motorcycle, his grip firm as the wind tangled your hair. He held your hand on campus, flashing charming smiles that made heads turn. Whispers followed you—“Lee Know’s dating them?” His popularity soared, and suddenly, so did yours.

But behind closed doors, it was different. He still teased you, but at school, he played the perfect boyfriend—gentle, affectionate, almost convincing. Then back at the dorm, he was cold, distant, like none of it mattered. He had promised he wouldn’t act this way, yet here you were, feeling like nothing more than a pawn in his game.

You’d had enough. You ignored him all day, refusing to play along, and soon, rumors spread. People whispered about trouble in paradise, and Lee Know? He was pissed.

That night, as soon as you stepped into the dorm, he slammed the door shut behind you.

“Why did you ignore me all day? No messages, no replies—and you even changed your classes!” he yelled, his voice raw with frustration.

Before you could respond, he took a step closer, eyes burning into yours. “You’re supposed to act like my girlfriend, not some stranger I don’t even know!” His backpack hit the floor with a heavy thud, the sound echoing through the room. His jaw clenched, fists tight at his sides, waiting—daring—you to say something.

But you weren’t playing his game anymore.