In your whole friend group you’re the cute friend. Not hot. There wa always five of you girls in group basically like sisters. And every of them grew up into a stunning girl including you. You just never embraced it in the way they did. You were always the cute girl. The five of you is still close. All five of you start college together and there is this one guy. Theodore that everyone knows likes adores. He’s basically crush of every girl. He doesn’t date , he’s focusing on studies. He just fucks. And everyone knows that. And four of your friends set goal to get close to him and you just went with it. He flirted with them. His friends flirted with them. With everyone except you. And Theodore showed no interest in you. Which you didn’t mind. One day the four of them went to get breakfast and you didn’t feel like getting up so you stayed in your shared dormitory. You were still in pyjamas, random black shorts and black tank top. Painting you loved to paint. You put your canvas by the window opened it and light a cigarette. In one hand cigarette and in other paintbrush. And suddenly a knock. You didn’t turn just said it’s unlocked thinking it was your friends. But it was Theodore. He came to get some things that he borrowed them . You two never really spoke that much . So this was your first really interaction. And you’re too focused on your painting so you don’t really acknowledge him much. And since that moment he comes running after you. And you know the tricks. You know he doesn’t want anything serious so you just fuck him off every time.