Chapter 1

I'm gay, and when my roommate Derek found out, he said I was disgusting.

Because of what he said, my other roommates started isolating me too.

So petty me decided to pretend to be a woman online and start dating him.

When the time was right, I sent him a few faceless nudes, then deleted and blocked him before he could even react.

But that night, he climbed into my bed, pressing down on me, his voice urgent:

"I know it's you!"

Derek is an athlete who competes in high jump for the national team.

Recently he sprained his ankle and has been recuperating in the dorm.

It just so happens that during this time, I've been pretending to be a woman online and started a relationship with him.

[Baby, I'm going to dance class now, see you tonight!]

[Love you~]

After sending this message, I picked up the packaged meal and entered the dorm.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Derek holding his phone, sending a voice message: "Okay, baby, see you tonight."

His voice was deep and pleasant, with an unusual tenderness that wasn't normally there.

But then his hand holding the phone relaxed.

The next second, my phone in my hand vibrated and chimed.

Me: "..." Mistake. I hadn't switched back to my main account yet.

The guy across from me turned his head, his sharp eyes sweeping over, looking somewhat fierce.

Fortunately, he's handsome, so even his fierceness comes across as cool.

Derek is six foot five, tall with long legs and an imposing presence.

And I'm five foot ten and three-quarters, which rounds up and rounds up again to six feet, with a slimmer build. Standing next to him creates a stark contrast.

His gaze suddenly fell on my hand.

Startled, I quickly grabbed my phone, pretending a friend had messaged me, and even made a show of sending a voice message: "Yeah, after afternoon class, I'll come find you."

Actually, I sent it to my main account.

I sat down at my bed space without greeting him. Our relationship was that bad.

But this guy had zero awareness: "Logan, help me get some water, thanks!"

Actually, he could move just fine, but he deliberately ordered me around because I wouldn't engage with him. What a dark mind.

Yet faced with his tyranny, I pathetically stood up.

And got him a glass of water.

Damn it. My foolish kindness, my cowardly heart.

He took the water glass, his eyes staring straight at me: "Got plans this afternoon?"

"Ah." I sat back down in my spot, responding coolly, then said nothing more.

Derek's gaze fell on me with subtle scrutiny. I felt very uncomfortable under his stare.

I really wanted to slam the table and curse: You have a girlfriend and you're still looking at me, scumbag!

Speaking of which, I'd been chatting with him online for over two months, and we'd only made it official recently.

After lunch, I climbed into bed for a nap.

He didn't make any noise, which was at least one good thing about him.

After afternoon classes, I received a message from Derek.

[Baby, what are you doing?]

[Did you eat? I'll order food for you.]

He also sent a red envelope, which I didn't open.

The corner of my mouth curved up as I found a patch of grass to sit on.

Princess Ann: [Just got out of class~]

[Haven't eaten yet, want to see your abs.]

Two minutes later, a photo of honey-toned, clearly defined abs came through.

Under the sunlight, my head swayed slightly in satisfaction.

Hmph!

When Derek eventually discovers that all the photos he sent were received by a guy, he'll probably be so angry he'll cough up blood, right?

But soon a message came: [I want yours too.]

Actually, most of the time, he spoke in a commanding tone.

At first I was unhappy, thinking he was being pretentious, but later I realized that was just his personality. After some guidance, he now calls me "honey."

I'd previously sent him leg photos for flirting. What he wanted now was photos of me wearing pretty dresses.

But Derek had been in the dorm lately, making it hard for me to take pictures.

[Tomorrow, okay? I'll give them to baby tomorrow, don't have any new dresses]

Derek: [I'll buy you one.]

[Same address as before?]

I deliberately gave him the address of another university.

Actually, it wasn't far, but we hadn't brought up meeting yet.

Derek wasn't deeply invested yet. I still needed to work harder.

Before, he'd told the other two roommates in the dorm that I liked men and that it was disgusting.

I'm petty and I remembered that.