Who Says a Love-Struck Fool Can't Be Everyone's Favorite?

Everyone knows I'm a hopeless romantic, the pure 24-karat kind who can't live without men.

Though everyone knows I'm a hopeless romantic, why should a hopeless romantic love only one person?

I always have at least four men on the hook at once. I pine for them, go crazy over them, and do every idiotic thing a hopeless romantic would do.

Like skipping class to sleep in an internet cafe just to keep him company, using his internet time.

When he gets dumped, I offer comfort and concern. My specialty is being there for him.

When he throws away all the mementos from his relationship to forget his first love, I take them off his hands and list them for sale online.

Just when everyone thinks I'm so deeply in love with them that I'm hopelessly lost in it, that I can't live without them, my hopelessly romantic heart tells me it's time to move on to the next target.

After all, a hopeless romantic is destined not to love one person for too long, or the novelty will wear off.

But I never expected to play the part so convincingly that they all thought I was madly in love with them and would die without them.

Until one day, they discover each other's existence.

The aloof campus heartthrob, the abstinent CEO, the younger sweet-talking puppy, and the gentle professor all fight tooth and nail to prove they're her favorite.

Whatever. I did say I loved them all, but I'm a hopeless romantic, okay?

How can a hopeless romantic love only one person, even if I've told each of them that I adore them?

Note: The romances do not happen at the same time.

Theme: Don't be too much of a hopeless romantic.