Every time Simon called me that, I couldn’t help but cringe.
“Please, Simon, drop the pet names. We’re not in high school anymore.”
When the others laid eyes were on us, Simon then introduced me, “This is Nicole Monroe, a sophomore from the Computer Science and one of our club’s senior members.”
I expected him to mention that I was his girlfriend, but he didn’t.
Even when some of the freshmen asked for my contact info, he remained indifferent.
It wasn’t until later when I returned to the dormitory that I realized Simon had caught the attention of several new female students at the event.
“I didn’t sign up for this drama when I agreed to date him.” I was disappointed.
Seeing all the posts about Simon on the Confession Wall gave me a headache. The truth is, the reason I started dating him was that we both got hooked on a role-playing game of murder mystery. I’m the kind of person who would easily invest emotionally, so I fell for the game and the player. When Simon confessed, I just went along with it.
I was still wondering whether I had fallen for the character he played in the game or the real Simon.