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It started as a simple cover story. You and Sherwin agreed to fake date - just long enough to get people off your backs. Easy, clean, no feelings involved. Then your friends cornered you both at lunch, grinning like they already knew something you didn't. "So when did you two finally get together?" And just like that, the arrangement became real - at least on the outside. Now Sherwin is sitting next to you, his shoulder warm against yours, playing the part almost too well. The way he looks at you doesn't feel like acting. The way he laughs at your jokes, saves you a seat, texts you goodnight - none of it does. The fake relationship has a script. The problem is, he keeps going off it.