The room felt suffocating as you sat across from Heeseung, your eyes fixed on him. The air between you was charged, the silence louder than any words. You crossed your arms, impatiently waiting for his response. Why was he taking so long to answer? It wasn’t that complicated of a proposal—or so you thought.

“Be my boyfriend for a couple of months, and I’ll pay you. Deal?”

Heeseung’s lips parted slightly, but no words came out. He blinked at you, clearly taken aback. And who could blame him? Heeseung was the quiet, nerdy guy everyone overlooked in college, the one always buried in his books or tinkering away at some complicated project. But you… you were the queen bee—unapologetically bold, effortlessly popular, the center of every social circle.

It was an unlikely match, sure, but there was something about Heeseung that had always caught your eye. Beneath his thick glasses and shy demeanor, he was strikingly handsome in a way most people didn’t seem to notice. And that was exactly what you needed. Someone low-key, someone who wouldn’t complicate your life, someone… like him.

“Well?” you pressed, arching a brow. “It’s not rocket science, Heeseung. Yes or no?”

He finally cleared his throat, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “You… want me to pretend to be your boyfriend? For money?”