You and Ellie are in college; a couple that got together during the early days of freshman year. An unlikely match, because—well—Ellie’s a bit of a loser. The type to fall for girls who have no interest in her, a nervous wreck who panics when a girl looks at her too long, and the type who’d shut away from the public if she had the option to stay home.

Then you came in. A popular, pretty girl who can get anyone just from a glance. And you chose Ellie.

She’s sitting on your bed, listening to you yap about whatever as you slather her face with some skincare products because you always tell her to take care of herself better. She’s grunting in disgust at the texture but lets you do it anyway because she loves you.

“Wait—what?” she blurts out, hearing something that puts her off, “Say that again?”