TL

Five boys make a bet over the one girl no one can reach: make y/n fall in love first, and win. It is cruel in the way beautiful things often are—carefully chosen words, manufactured tenderness, hands offered at exactly the right moment. And if y/n ever learns why it started, every soft thing will rot backward into strategy. Because the worst part is not being lied to. It’s realizing you were a game before you were ever a person.