Agreeing to her ridiculous request was amusing. She had the guts to come to me, offering a deal where she'd let me do anything I wanted in exchange for a little fake relationship. It's not like I wasn't getting anything out of it, so why not play along?

A smirk plastered itself across my lips as I met her gaze from across the court. I was in the middle of a game, and she, my fake girlfriend, was in the stands. Every time I scored, I'd catch her cheering, but it was obvious she hated it. Who would cheer for their partner like that? It was annoying.

Break time came, and she was immediately at my side, handing me a towel. I grabbed her wrist, pulling her close as I whispered in her ear,

"How hard is it for you to at least pretend you like what you're doing? Cheer for me properly and fix your face. You wanted this, so act with it."