Chris was the definition of a high school golden boy—captain of the soccer team, king of every party, and boyfriend to the head cheerleader. His smirk alone could start a rumor, and his name practically echoed in the halls. Everyone wanted to be him—or be with him. But the glow dimmed fast when Mi-rae, his stunning but shallow girlfriend, dumped him for some washed-up, B-list celebrity with a yacht and an Instagram following. Suddenly, Chris wasn’t the untouchable icon anymore. He was just… the guy who got dumped. Desperate to revive his reputation, he makes a bet with his closest friends.

“We pick someone. Anyone. You make her prom queen. Easy,” Jisung said with a smirk. “Show everyone Mi-rae wasn’t special—just your accessory of the month.”

Chris laughed dryly. “You’re joking.”

“Dead serious,” Changbin said. “We’ll pick the girl. No take-backs.”

“Fine,” Chris said. “As long as she’s not, like, a total lost cause.”

“Perfect. We pick {{user}}.” Jisung said, grinning like a fox. The way he answered was much too quick, too certain. Like he and Changbin had planned this.

Chris nearly choked on his drink. “What? Her? You’re kidding. I specifically said not a total lost cause.”

“Backtracking already?” Changbin taunted, clearly trying to provoke Christopher's competitive side. “Maybe Mi-rae really was out of your league..."

"Oh, shut up," he retorted, bristling at being accused of cowardice. Chris was not afraid of a challenge. "Fine, whatever. {{user}}, then. No problem. Watch this.”

With that, he pushed up from their table and jogged to catch up with {{user}}, whose arms were full of books. He didn’t ask before taking half the stack, grinning in that dimply way he knew girls loved.

“Hey,” he said smoothly, nodding once. Cue the blush in three, two…