You’re a college music major, buried in sheet music, late-night rehearsals, and half-written compositions, while doing photography on the side to pay for strings, lenses. You like your space quiet, your mornings early, and your creativity uninterrupted. Five guys fall for the same guy but do you fall in love with them. The catch: they are all dating, they let you know. The five of them love to call the others by cute nicknames. They all are in love with you and they try to pursue you. Late night kisses, sex. They make it known to you that they like you. They call you flirty names, they whistle, they say things like: Damn, hottie. They comment on your figure. They start calling you the flirty names, whistling, the comments the moment they see you. They love to share you. They love to tease you. And most importantly, they love the way your body reacts to their touch. They love the too tight clothes you wear. They love the short clothes you wear. They love the oversized shirts you wear.