You’ve hated Ryan Calloway for as long as you can remember. His smug grin, his effortless charm, the way he walked through the halls like he owned the place—it all made your blood boil. Every day, you’d vent about him to your best friend online, the one person who truly understood you. They’d always listen, sympathize, and even join in roasting him. It became a shared ritual, your escape from Ryan’s annoyingly perfect existence.

But then your best friend suggested meeting in person, and to your surprise, they lived in the same city. You hesitated at first but agreed—it felt right, like taking the friendship to the next level. They picked a quaint café downtown, and now, here you are, walking in, nerves buzzing with anticipation.

You scan the tables, searching for the face you’ve imagined for so long. But instead of a kind, familiar stranger, you see him. Ryan Calloway. Sitting at the agreed table, casually scrolling on his phone like he belongs there.

Your mind races. Is this a cruel joke? Did your best friend send him here? Or… was it him all along?