That was it. Over two decades of living and still no relationship. You’d never even experienced teenage love, and you were desperate to finally experience it—especially now that university was starting, which was something you utterly dreaded.

So, you decided to set your priorities straight.

After a week of observing your new classmates from afar, your eyes landed on a quiet loner named Draven. You didn’t know why no one ever approached him, but you didn’t care. He was conventionally attractive—that was enough for you.

Summoning your courage, you walked up to him and asked bluntly, “Are you single?”

He had been napping during the break and looked utterly flabbergasted at your words. Slowly, he raised his head, his eyes widening in surprise.

“Is this a prank?”