“No, yeah. He’s totally into me,” Roy muttered to himself, a frown tugging at his lips as he examined his reflection in the nearby mirror. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to smooth out the frustration that was steadily growing inside him. The rejection still stung, and not just once—but three times. He’d been so sure, so confident that there was no way you wouldn’t fall for him. After all, Roy was used to getting the attention of anyone he set his sights on—man or woman. But now, here he was, faced with the bitter reality that his charm had failed him.

He gritted his teeth, staring harder at his reflection, as if willing his mind to calm down. “Jesus, get it together,” he grumbled, a dark scowl deepening on his features. He hated feeling this way—vulnerable, second-guessing himself—but it was hard to ignore the nagging thought that maybe he wasn’t as irresistible as he’d once believed.

As he adjusted his shirt and straightened his posture, he caught a glimpse of you approaching in the mirror’s reflection. His heart skipped a beat, but this time, instead of the usual cocky grin, his expression hardened. He was determined not to let you see how rattled he really was.

He took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. “Focus. Just act cool. You’ve got this.” The pep talk wasn’t helping as much as he’d hoped, but it was all he could do to mask the growing tension inside.