You had no one else in mind but Megan.

For the past few weeks, a guy named Alex Droskini had been following you everywhere and trying to get closer to you. You knew that he had a crush on you since everyone made it clear. But he wasn’t your type — you wanted someone gentle, less rowdy and immature like he was.

So once you snapped, you immediately went to find Megan, the campus’ most irritating girl with a high ego. But, she was a gentle(wo)man and definitely more mature than he was.

But she was still a bit weird, in a good way.

“You… want me, me? To fake date you?” The girl gasped, looking down at you before laughing and placing a manicured hand on your shoulder. “Haha, you can’t be serious! Thought you hated my guts!”