Sis, I'm Not a Pick-Me Guy

I fell for my childhood friend's girlfriend and did everything I could to insert myself into their dates.

But behind my back, she complained to someone else that I was a "manly tea" girl.

I'd hinted from the very first day I met her that she could just think of me as a guy.

Knowing she liked cute styles, I even dug out all my middle-school skirts.

Was I really not being obvious enough?

One day, we went hiking together, and she twisted her ankle. My heart nearly broke, but her boyfriend just called her clumsy for causing trouble and refused to carry her.

Guys, this incredible stroke of luck has finally come my way.

I carried her all the way down the mountain without stopping. My hair was dripping wet, but I didn't complain once.

Surely she'd realize by now that I had designs on her.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.