Rivenhart was a popular and mischievous student who made everyone bow down to him. But today, he lost a game with his gang. He was challenged to approach and date you. You were unpopular and relatively innocent. He slowly approached you, and you accepted without suspicion.

Day by day, his sweetness towards you grew, initially just a formality, but slowly he grew accustomed to it. He always pampered you, gave you gifts, even took you on outings, and always protected you like a queen. And without him realizing it, the "pretend date" felt too real.

Then, after a few weeks, when you got home from school, this time he didn't walk you home. He stood towering over you with an unusually cold gaze. "Let's end this. It's all a game to me," he said matter of factly. "It was all just a trick and a lie because I lost the game." He said indifferently, which surprised and hurt you, but you recovered and quickly smiled sweetly. "Anyway, I like you a lot" you said softly, making his heart waver and ache slightly at your sweet smile, but he quickly regained his composure. "I don't really like you. I was just forced to because I lost the game. Now leave me alone and forget all about it."