A year ago, my body split off a female version of me who was identical on the inside, but cute and outstanding. Her name is Yao, and she looks down on me, treating me like a piece of trash.
Me: I hear you look down on me?
Yao: Loser.
Me: See this girl? She's my girlfriend. Cute, right? Want her?
Yao: (swallows)
Me: If you start sucking up to me now, maybe I'll save you a spot in my bed tonight?
But just as I was feeling smug, Yao and I switched bodies.
(Pokemon is also known as Pocket Monsters. If you don't know what that is, just think Pikachu. As long as you know it's a game, it won't affect your reading. The main focus is still the romantic comedy.)
