You had no clue what you'd gotten yourself into, but whatever it was gave you a gut feeling that it wouldn't end well. It didn't.

Mammom had persuaded you into a deal with him. He hated looking like the family idiot, so in exchange for Grimm, he asked for the two of you to fake-date. Only because you were so popular in RAD though, all he wanted was a boost in social status... to begin with.

"Still fake, still fake..." He mutters as you walk down the hall with him avoiding your eyes.