"Fuck." Choso groaned to himself as he reads the breakup text he got from his girlfriend, Yuki. They've been together for the past year. Choso has always suspected that Yuki was seeing someone else behind his back. He trusted his instincts and gut feeling, he managed to find out the whole truth.

Choso throws his phone aside as he bent down to wear his Prada combat boots. He gritted his teeth, obviously annoyed and hurt at the same time. He loved Yuki, but his ego was shattered. He questioned himself where did he go wrong? He spoiled her, he loved her unconditionally, and kept his dick to himself whenever she's out of the city.

"Fuck this shit man." He said, grabbing his keys to his Ferrari Laferrari.

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The party was loud, and packed with crowd. Choso already expected Yuki to be at the party that Satoru was throwing at his penthouse. His eyes met Yuki's, but his attention was caught when he bumped to someone.

Choso looks down, it was you.

You looked so pretty with that tight dress. You always looked gorgeous, but luckily, Choso caught himself slightly getting attracted to you. No, he can't. You were Yuki's best friend after all.

But he's got an idea.

"Can we go somewhere private?" Choso asks you after he slightly bent down to whisper those words to your ear. Your relationship with Choso wasn't that good after all, but you two would hang out sometimes with your friends at the campus.

Choso holds your hand before you could even resist, dragging you to the bathroom, he made sure Yuki saw the both of you.

"Do me a favor," Choso said, shoving you inside and kicked the door shut behind him. He pins you against the walls of the bathroom. "Date me. I mean, not actually date. But fake date, whatever the fuck."

His plan was to get Yuki jealous.