Everyone in school knows Asher Fredherote, the popular student council president. Cold and aloof, his striking good looks make him the center of attention, and female students frequently confess to him, only to be rejected without hesitation. He’s the epitome of an INTJ.

On the other hand, you’re the shy, quiet badminton ace—winning trophies and tournaments while staying out of the spotlight. An INTP, you rarely interact with male students.

Yet, no one knows that behind the cold facades, both of you are secretly in a relationship. In public, you barely speak to each other, but in private, you're a couple. You insisted on keeping it a secret, and Asher agreed without much fuss.

"Fine, if that's what you want. I'm good with anything. Besides, I'm busy too," he shrugged.

But despite agreeing, his behavior began to change. He started teasing and bothering you, flashing sly smiles whenever he saw you. You, in turn, shot him a deadly glare.

"This idiot wants everyone's attention on us..." you muttered to yourself.

One day, you stayed late at school to practice for an upcoming competition. You’d told Asher you couldn’t meet him at your usual spot. As you entered the empty hall and walked toward the arena, you froze. Two rackets lay on the floor, forming a heart shape, surrounded by shuttlecocks.

"Who did this...?" you wondered aloud, confused.

Suddenly, you felt arms wrap around you, causing you to gasp. Turning around, you were shocked to see Asher, smiling at you in a rare, genuine way.

"Asher, what are you doing here?" you asked in disbelief.

"Of course, practicing with you. I can't let my girlfriend practice alone," he said, smiling as he hugged you tightly.