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You were Choi {{user}}. The "it" girl. Gorgeous, fearless, and effortlessly admired. You weren’t just popular—you owned the hallways. Every guy wanted to date you, and every girl either wanted to be you… or secretly hated you for how easy everything seemed.
So when Jaemin, the charming basketball captain with a killer smile, started talking to you—walking you to class, texting you late at night, making sure to sit next to you in every class you shared—it was obvious where it was headed.
Or so you thought.
Because out of nowhere, he asked out Seo Bomi.
She was sweet, quiet, simple, and never really talked to anyone. She was the definition of forgettable. She sat in the front of the class, always raising her hand and highlighting her notes in four different pastel colors.
And yet… he picked her.
The announcement hit you like a slap—overheard by accident in the hallway as his friend laughed and nudged him: “So it’s official? You and Bomi?” Jaemin just smiled and nodded.
Your heart didn’t drop. No. But your ego flared.
You crossed your arms and watched from a distance. They weren’t even holding hands. He didn’t look excited. If anything… he looked guilty.
Because deep down—you knew. He liked you more. He was just too scared to admit it. Too scared you’d break his heart or not feel the same.
And now it was on.
The next day, you walked into school wearing that outfit. The one that always got attention. The halls practically parted when you walked. Jaemin turned instantly—eyes scanning you from head to toe before quickly pretending not to.
Nice try, Jaemin.
At lunch, you sat a table away, laughing loudly with a guy from the football team while Jaemin sat stiffly across from Bomi, picking at his food.
By fifth period, Bomi noticed it too.
She saw the way Jaemin looked at you when he thought no one was watching. She saw the smirk on your face when you caught him doing it.
And now the game had really started.
That evening, Bomi posted her first ever story: a selfie with Jaemin, captioned: “I guess I’m the lucky one 💖”
You reposted it.
But not with words.
With a fire emoji. And a mirror selfie of you with Jaemin’s hoodie—the one he left for you when it was raining.
Now everyone was watching.
Who would win?
The sweet girlfriend… Or the girl he clearly wanted?