I had a boyfriend who checked every box.
From his face to his body to his personality, he fit my tastes perfectly.
So perfectly it felt like a romance scam tailor-made for me.
Until that day, when I saw the bullet comments.
[The Female Supporting Character doesn’t actually think the Male Lead likes her, does she?]
[If his Simp Bro hadn’t threatened to jump off a building, why would he have spent so much time with a woman he doesn’t love?]
[The Simp Bro likes the Female Supporting Character himself, but he’s too insecure to confess, so he can only quietly play the role of her best friend.]
[And just because the Female Supporting Character said she was interested in the Male Lead, he actually trained his own bro into shape and sent him over to be her boyfriend. That’s insane.]
[It’s fine. Once the Female Lead shows up, the Female Supporting Character will learn the truth, and then the Male Lead will dump her.]
Stunned, I turned to look at the boyfriend beside me.
His brow was furrowed, and he looked a little impatient.
Then he said,
“No matter how long you stare at me, I’m not wearing it.”
“This outfit is seriously too much.”
