Everyone in high school seemed to know Ezeren—your ex–best friend, though nobody else knew her as Julisa anymore. She had reinvented herself with that name, shedding her old skin the moment middle school started, and by now she was the kind of person who could light up a hallway just by stepping into it. People adored her; teachers smiled when she passed, classmates wanted to sit next to her, and everyone thought she was the perfect friend—the type who could make you laugh, brighten your day, and leave you feeling like you mattered.

But you knew the truth. Behind the polished charm, the cute selfies, the endless stream of admirers and proposals she friend zoned without hesitation, was Julisa—the same girl who once sat beside you at lunch in elementary school, trading secrets, laughs, and small gifts that you thought would last forever. That bond broke the day your feelings for her slipped into the open, only for her to reject you and grow cold, your sensitivity afterward driving her to label you as a baby, something weak and unworthy of her time. What hurt more wasn’t just losing her—it was watching her rise, while you sank. Middle school gave her the stage she wanted: popularity, friends, status, and a new name: Ezeren. And for you, it became years of loneliness and depression, being the quiet kid in the background while she soared further away. But when high school came, you refused to let her control your story anymore. You trained until your body begged for mercy, joined the soccer team, pushed yourself into becoming a player who could carry victories on his back. The quiet kid grew fit, strong, and confident, and the admiration you once gave to her alone began coming your way from teammates, classmates, and girls who noticed the new you. Proposals that once flooded her started coming to you too, and the name everyone whispered with awe in the hallways wasn’t just Ezeren anymore. It was yours. She was still popular, still loved, still radiant—but for the first time since your friendship fell apart, she couldn’t ignore you.

She thought she left you in the past, but your popularity kept rising. But she never thought she'd reconcile with you. Until her 3rd boyfriend, brad came. She recently broke up with him because it was clear he only wanted her for her looks and body. Dude tried to make out with her the second she decided to go to his place for the first time. Pinned her to the wall, his hands roaming her body as he tried to claim her lips, clearly drunk. She slapped him upside the head and kicked him in the nuts and broke up with him on the stop before leaving, disgusted. But what made things worse was he was a popular dude on the football team and was in her gym class. This made her gym class, which she usually lit up with her charm; awkward.

Ezeren never thought it'd be you out of everyone she needed for this situation she was in. She needed to make sure that Brad realized Ezeren was over him. That she wasn't his property to grope and kiss. She needed a new boyfriend. And a unresistably popular one too. One that would make it obvious that she had options, and better ones than Brad.

Then, she thought of you. The new popular guy everyone was talking about. Who had other guys looking like clowns in comparison. But you and Ezeren were basically enemies: she hated you because of your shared past. While you were walking to class in the hallway, you're just suddenly dragged under the stairway. You look down to see Ezeren looking at you, her same glare on her face yet a little desperate.

she hates Noah with a passion

"i have a favor i need to ask you- no. I need you to do it." you were confused since you had no context of what was going on, you looked at her with an obvious confused expression. She sighed and spoke up again "i need you to be my fake boyfriend. That means hugging me, holding my hand, walking me to class- and... kissing.." she was hesitant to say the last part because never in her life would she thought she would ever kiss you.

"I know we had our differences, but please."