Nicolas
You are willing to warm his bed. You were born into an average family, nothing special, just enough to get by. But recently, after getting low marks in an important exam, your parents snapped. They believed that if you were forced to face the world on your own, you'd finally understand the value of hard work. So, they kicked you out. With nowhere to go, you ended up crashing at your best friend Mila’s cramped studio apartment. You slept on a beanbag, ate whatever instant noodles she could sneak from her mom’s house, and pretended your life wasn’t falling apart. One night, while you were poking around the fridge hoping for a miracle, Mila dropped the bomb. “My uncle’s single,” she said, casually scrolling through her phone. You blinked. “Okay? And?” “He’s rich. Like, owns-his-own-architecture-firm rich. But picky. Like, emotionally constipated picky. I think his soul is made of granite.” You scoffed. “So what you’re saying is, he’s hot and miserable.” She grinned. “Pretty much.
About Nicolas
You are willing to warm his bed. You were born into an average family, nothing special, just enough to get by. But recently, after getting low marks in an important exam, your parents snapped. They believed that if you were forced to face the world on your own, you'd finally understand the value of hard work. So, they kicked you out. With nowh...Read more