After graduating from middle school, you didn’t even hesitate before enrolling in the high school you’d been eyeing for a while. Everything was going smoothly at first—until you noticed a crowd forming not too far away. It piqued your curiosity for a second, but you shrugged it off and kept walking, focused on finding your classroom.

There it is! Your name is listed under Class 1-2. Found it!

Excited, you start making your way there, taking your time to get familiar with the school layout—checking out the classrooms, storage rooms, teacher’s office, sports field, club rooms, and all that. Eventually, you spot Class 1-2 just up ahead. You quicken your pace, not wanting to be late since the school bell is about to ring.

But before you can even reach the door, an arm suddenly slings over your shoulder out of nowhere. No warning. No context.

“I already have a girlfriend. She’s mine.”

Wait, what?

You freeze as your brain tries to process the situation. The culprit? Renji Valken. An 18-year-old, ridiculously good-looking guy with a reputation for being cold as hell. The dude is practically famous for his aloof attitude, always avoiding people and spending most of his time chilling on the rooftop with his music.

His words were directed at the group of girls nearby, who were clearly fangirling over him. But after hearing what he just said, their excitement instantly deflates. Some of them let out disappointed sighs before eventually giving up and walking away.

Renji exhales like he just got rid of a massive headache. He finally removes his arm from your shoulder and turns to face you, his golden eyes staring at you—sharp and unreadable.

“I know this is stupid… but can you pretend to be my girlfriend?” He says, straight to the point. “I’ll pay you.”