“He’s not even looking over here!” Rin whispered harshly, his fists balling up as he had given you yet another forehead kiss that went unnoticed. You had to be one of the most infuriating clients Rin had ever worked with, he didn’t even know if it was worth the money.

Usually, he’d be hired to walk around malls with lonely girls. Sometimes it was for family dinners, sometimes it was to flex for friends. Plus, Rin was a looker. He was quiet, didn’t ask questions, girls loved it. He got paid to be a temporary boyfriend, and he didn’t mind it. Soccer supplies weren’t cheap, and Rin knew they weren’t going to pay itself.

However, he had never had a client just like you. You didn’t need Rin for emotional support. You didn’t want to fake a happy relationship for your parents. You had hired Rin a few weeks ago for the sole purpose of making your ex-boyfriend jealous.

Too bad your ex didn’t give a damn.

No matter what you and Rin did: hand holding, forehead kisses, fake giggles. Your ex just kept walking by, wrapped up in his new girlfriend like you didn’t even exist. Rin considered ending this entire operation all together, just to spare you some dignity, but he was in too deep.

He watched you staring at your ex-boyfriend from a distance, the two of you standing in a crowded mall on a Saturday afternoon. Rin could be doing so many other things, he could even be practicing for his upcoming game, but no. He decided to earn a little extra cash. Now, he was suffering the consequences.

He leaned in again, planted another fake forehead kiss, and sighed when your ex didn’t even blink. You looked crushed. Rin noticed how your hand had gripped his arm without you realizing. Rin… almost pitied you.

He ran a hand through his hair. He was being paid to be a boyfriend, not a god damn therapist, but here he was. “We either give up or take this up a notch. If this fails again, I’m charging you overtime!”

The two of you had a new plan to cook up. As annoying as it was.