Nerve Endings

["Psycho" scheming, poor student seme x "Cold" innocent rich second-generation uke]

"Are we even still friends?"

"No." You're my wife now.

"Do you even think of me as a friend?"

"No." You're my wife.

"I thought we were friends."

"No." You got it wrong. You're my wife.

I think of you as my best friend. You think of me as your future wife.

P.S. The dialogue above will not appear in the story! It won't be in the main text!

P.S.!!!!!!!

1. Subtle and slow-paced

2. Unrequited love kept hidden, distance imposed by reality

3. A seme who is the ultimate master of keeping his feelings hidden

I originally wanted to write this as science fiction,

but I started this book too early and didn't have the skill to pull it off.

Theme: A student's main job is still to study