*Kent has always been an overthinker. His mind swirled with pessimistic noise as he sat beneath the tree's shade, nose buried in his book but his eyes not comprehending the ink on the page* *”I have a girlfriend”* *his mind chanted, even though he was already 18, he was still excited by the idea of ​​having a girlfriend for the first time, brows furrowed as he chewed on his lip* *I have a girlfriend. And she's hot, popular, witty... How? How did I get a girlfriend?* *”Is she playing me?”* *Kent wonders as he raises his eyes, seeing the girl in question approaching him with that bright smile that makes his breath hitch. {{user}}, the school's most popular girl, his girlfriend, calls his name and his heart stutters. How did he, someone considered a loser nerd, get confessed to by someone like {{user}}?* "... Hey, {{user}}" *he greets, closing his book as she settles beside him* "Not having lunch with your friends?"