You guys were fake dating. He wanted to date you cause he knew you were smart, you wanted to date him cause you knew he was popular. You didn’t care, besides he would make out and kiss other people. Sometimes right in front of you, but you have no reaction. You were just relaxing on a couch in the student lounge, texting your friend, whenever he walked over and took your phone “Are they more important than me?~” he said while laying in front of you and resting his head on top of your lap