After I got into the same college as my online boyfriend, he sent me a photo of myself and broke up with me. "I fell in love with her. I'll make it up to you." I laughed. "So she's the main chick and I'm the side piece? I can't live without you." He got annoyed. "Silly girl, I'm a cheater and I have ED. You deserve better." Just as I was about to tell him the girl in the photo was actually me... He sent a picture of a god-tier handsome guy. "This is my roommate, the campus crush. Rich family, never dated, 8.5 inches. I'll set you up with him, okay?" I swallowed hard. "Fine. But don't come begging for me back." He swore, "Don't worry. If I beg for you back, I'm a dog." But later, the usually cool and rebellious bad boy was wearing a collar, kneeling at my feet like a puppy, crying and begging: "Please, take me back. Or let him be the main guy and I'll be the side piece. I don't have ED, I'm a machine." "Please?" 1 [Babe, let's break up.] Even though this online relationship was whatever to me, receiving Chase's breakup text out of the blue was still a shock. I called him to ask why. Chase was brutally honest. "I saw a freshman today. She fits my type perfectly, like she was made for me." "I feel like if I can't be with her in this life, living is meaningless." "So, Babe, let me go. I'll make it up to you." I laughed. "You used to say if you couldn't be with me, living was meaningless." Chase coughed guiltily. "Men say all kinds of crap when chasing a girl. But she's different. I'm serious about her." Serious after one look? I don't buy it. Also, Chase and I dated online for a year. He's a genius jock, handsome with sharp features, eyes that hook you in. My favorite "bad boy" type. I wanted to taste him before breaking up. I tried to salvage it. "Lots of people say I'm super pretty too. Why don't you see me first?" I opened my photo gallery. "No need. I've seen your pics. I know you're beautiful, but you're the 'cool older sister' type. I prefer her, the 'cute lolita' type." My photos are "cool older sister" vibes? "Chase, are you mistaken? I'm nowhere near that style." Chase sent a photo. "I lied before when I said I didn't care about looks and didn't want to video chat. I actually saw your old profile pic ages ago." I looked at the photo of a girl in a leather jacket on a motorcycle, looking fierce. Just as I was about to say that's my sister, Lindsay... Chase sent another photo. Of me. "Look at my dream girl." "Actually, you two look a bit alike, but the vibes are totally different." "You're cool and sassy. If your voice wasn't my type, I wouldn't have chased you." "But she's different. Big eyes, small face, voice sweet like honey. My soul left my body." "By the way, showing you this is to prove I'm serious. Don't do anything crazy with her photo." I didn't expect Chase to like me this much. I burst out laughing. Decided to mess with him. "Then let her be the main chick and I'll be the side piece. I can't live without you." Chase sighed heavily. "Silly girl, I'm a cheater and I have ED. You deserve better." Liar. He's the captain of the basketball team, stamina for days, legs for miles. When we did stuff over the phone, he lasted at least thirty minutes. Just as I was about to say the second photo was me... He suddenly sent a picture of a guy who looked like a celestial being. "This is my roommate, Liam. Campus crush. Rich family, never dated, 8.5 inches. I'll set you up with him, okay?" In the photo, Liam had fair skin, red lips, and a high nose bridge. Wearing a crisp white shirt. His fingers holding a pen were long and elegant, nails neatly trimmed. Sitting at a desk bathed in sunlight, he looked like a piece of flawless jade. My heart skipped a beat. And that skipped beat made me realize something. I don't have a "type." I'm just horny. Plus, I haven't met anyone hotter. Might as well date Liam for now. But... "Will he actually date me?" "He will. We're best bros. If he dares to say no, I'll put a knife to his throat." I laughed. "Okay then. But don't come begging for me back." Chase swore, "Don't worry. If I beg for you back, I'm a dog." Heh. Does he think I'd want him back? My parents were strict about dating in high school, so I had to sneak around online. Now that I'm at UVA, my family supports me dating. I can't wait to date all the hot guys. No way I'm going back to an ex. "Which college are you at again? I sent your WeChat to Liam. I told him to ask you out tomorrow." Before, to surprise Chase, I only said I was coming to Charlottesville for college, didn't specify UVA. But no point hiding it now. Just as I was about to speak... "Forget it, talk amongst yourselves. I gotta go prep my confession for my dream girl tomorrow. Bye." Chase hung up. Immediately, a friend request from Liam popped up. 2 But I played hard to get and didn't click [Accept]. Today was move-in day. Someone snapped a pic of me and posted it on the campus confession wall. I went viral. The next day during freshman orientation, lots of people came to see me. Including Chase. He stood in front of me holding a massive bouquet of red roses and three hard-to-find Labubu dolls. He went straight for it: "Hi, Maya Lin. I'm Chase from CS, junior year. It was love at first sight. Will you be my girlfriend?" I looked up at Chase carefully. Honestly, he was even hotter than his photos. Under his black tee, the outline of his abs was visible. Muscles on his arms bulged, veins popping. Sexual tension off the charts. The crowd started chanting: "Say yes! Say yes! This is Chase, the CS god, the face of our school! Usually girls chase him!" "Never thought I'd see Chase simp in my lifetime. He's usually so cold and abstinent, I thought he was wasting his genes." Chase was a flirt online. Nothing abstinent about him. I laughed at the crowd's stupidity. Chase mistook it for approval. He smiled, confident of victory. "Sorry, I don't want to date you." Chase's smile froze. The crowd went silent. Awkward. "Why?" Because you dumped me last night and introduced me to a high-quality prospect. But I won't say it. I'll wait for him to figure it out. We met in a game. He liked my voice, I liked his face. To spend time with him, I pretended to be dumb so I could pester him for tutoring. He was patient, taught me math, and Venmo'd me money often. Total boyfriend material. Who knew he'd cheat right before we met? Since I wasn't that invested, I won't call him a scumbag. "I have someone I'm interested in." "So you're not dating yet? Give me a chance to pursue you? I'll treat you better than that guy." "No, not interested." Chase looked embarrassed. Someone in the crowd gasped in disbelief. "But I only want you. I won't give up. Take these gifts." Those Labubus were cute. But I didn't want to be entangled with Chase. I shook my head. Chase tried to force them on me. "If you don't take them, I'm throwing them in the trash." "Throw them then." Don't know if he did. I linked arms with my roommate, Tina, and walked away without looking back. Tina: "You're savage. Rejecting Chase in public." "It's fine. Use him to scare off the other guys, so not every Tom, Dick, and Harry comes at me." "True. The confession wall says half the guys on campus want to confess to you." Speaking of which, I remembered Liam. I accepted his request and agreed to dinner. 3 At the restaurant. Liam sat by the window. When I sat opposite him, his eyes lit up, then he froze. I smiled at him. "I'm the girlfriend Chase set you up with, Babe." "Curious why I don't look like the photo?" Liam hummed a "Yes," his voice deep and pleasant. Seeing me stare at him, his ears turned bright red. He drank water to hide his shyness and nerves. I was shocked. And conflicted. Didn't expect such an innocent boy in this day and age. I kinda didn't want to date him anymore. Since I'm here for a good time, not a long time. But he's hot. And his lips look so red and soft, very kissable. Sigh. I'll let him choose. "So, do you want to date me, or the girl in the photo?" "If it's the girl in the photo, I can introduce you." "You." Liam didn't hesitate. Can't blame me then. He might not be serious about me either. Or like Chase, serious for a bit then change his mind. So whatever, carpe diem. "Chase said you're 8.5 inches. Is that true?" "I'm not talking about shoe size." I was blunt. Liam stiffened. Turned beet red. Couldn't speak for a long time. I frowned. "No? If not, I'm out." Liam looked around, then whispered, "Yes." "Can I see?" "N-now?" "No, after we eat." Liam nodded, blushing harder. He handed me the menu. Seeing it was my first time here, he carefully recommended the specialties. Mid-meal, Chase called Liam. It was loud; I heard everything. Chase: "Met Babe?" Liam: "Yeah." "Didn't lie, did I? Pretty, right?" "Yeah." "Treat her well. Spend all your free time with her so she doesn't think about me. Maya is harder to chase than I thought. I need to focus on strategizing, can't deal with Babe." "Okay." "Thanks man. Lucky to have you. Dinner on me tomorrow." "No need. Eating now. Bye." "Okay." Liam put down the phone. I suddenly realized something. "Do you know my name?" Liam paused for a few seconds. "No." "I'm..." "Sorry." Liam interrupted me suddenly. "I need to use the restroom." He walked fast. Like he really had to go. I kept eating. When Liam came back, I forgot to tell him my name. Leaving the restaurant, Liam suggested getting a hotel room. Me!! 4 Did I misjudge him? He's this open? Liam seemed to read my mind and explained frantically: "Don't misunderstand. Not for sex." "You can inspect the goods first. I didn't lie. I want you to feel secure being my girlfriend." Oh. But I haven't seen that before. Suddenly seeing it would be awkward. "Maybe later? Getting a room just for that is a waste of money." "If it makes you feel secure, it's not a waste. And I'm rich." Liam insisted. I felt like he was just too innocent. And considerate. I agreed. Afterward. Liam, face flushed, looked at me, face flushed. "I'm very traditional." "I showed you my most important thing. No matter what happens, you can't break up with me." My brain was just... how is it so... Will using it actually feel good...? I didn't hear a word Liam said, just mumbled "Okay." Liam was happy. Took me back to campus. Near the dorms, seeing couples making out, I stopped and asked Liam, "Can I kiss you?" "Yes." Liam, ears red, cupped my face and kissed me gently. Then pulled away fast. He seemed nervous. Fingers trembling slightly. So cute. And his lips were sweet and soft. A light touch wasn't enough to satisfy my craving. "Can we kiss longer? Harder?" "I'll try. But it's my first time. Tell me if it hurts." "Mhm." Liam kissed me again. Better this time. But no tongue. Just as I tried to pry his teeth open... Chase's shocked voice came from behind. "Liam! Babe?" We both froze. Liam pulled me into his arms, burying my face in his chest. Hand caressing my face, seemingly hiding me on purpose. But I didn't have time to overthink. My mind was hijacked by his heart pounding like a drum. Just a kiss and his heart is going crazy. If we... I was lost in dirty thoughts. Chase walked over, sounding happy: "You brought Babe to campus to hang out?" Uhh. Guess Chase didn't think a "bad student" like me could get into this school. Liam's voice was cold: "Why are you here?" "Dropping stuff off for Maya." "Congrats, you guys got together fast." Liam gave a very faint "Mhm." Chase looked at my back and laughed: "Babe, burying your face in Liam's chest? Shy because I saw you kissing? Not gonna say hi?" I wasn't shy. And I should say hi. So I mischievously turned around and smiled at Chase.
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