My Crush

"Yeayy! It's your turn now, Eve!" her friends exclaimed cheerfully.

Eve casually spun the empty soda bottle on their makeshift seating arrangement. And the bottle stopped at the word 'Dare.'

"Yuhuuu! It's my turn to give you a challenge, right? Ahem!" one of her friends shouted, clearing her throat as if creating a dramatic impression.

"Yes, yes... hurry up! I can do it, just like Eve!" Eve boasted, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"You have to confess your feelings to any man who passes by us for the first time from now on. Okay, guys?" the challenger asked, seeking support from the others.

They all seemed to cheer and agree, while Eve was taken aback and regretful.

"What? What's that? The challenges so far weren't that wild! Unfair, ugh!" Eve protested, feeling the challenge was too risky and difficult to accomplish.

"Eiits! No complaining allowed! It's a deal! Or you admit defeat, and we'll disperse and eat at a restaurant, and you'll foot the bill for all of us. Right, gang?" There was a clamor pushing Eve not to refuse the given challenge.

"Ugh! Okay, I'd better confess to a guy instead of losing a lot by treating all of you. Oh God, hopefully, the first guy who passes by is single and handsome," Eve said, preparing herself to accept the worst-case scenario.

"Wait, does that mean I can only approach guys walking alone? If he's with a partner, I can choose someone else, right?" Eve asked. Various thoughts of the worst possibilities started to fill her mind. "And he has to be around our age, right? He might already have a wife if he's too old. Crazy!"

"Hahaha. The rule is that it's the first man who passes by us. It doesn't matter if he's old or young, alone or with his mistress; it's none of our business!" Her friends reaffirmed the rule, which made Eve regret agreeing to such an absurd challenge.

"Damn it!" Eve cursed repeatedly, her heart pounding as she anxiously waited for the first person to pass by.

Evangelin Ravenwood, or Eve as she was commonly called, was hosting a farewell event after graduating from university. They wanted to spend their vacation together at the beach before they embarked on their professional careers, where it would be challenging to meet and spend time together again.

Somehow, someone came up with the idea of playing Truth or Dare. Because it sounded fun, Eve didn't refuse. Besides, the challenges seemed normal and reasonable from the beginning, like teasing the person sitting next to them or eating extremely spicy noodles. At least, those were still categorized as safe challenges.

But why did it have to be her turn to confess to the first guy who passed by, regardless of his relationship status or age? It was hazardous!

One of her friends screamed as a couple, a man and a woman holding hands, could be seen in the distance. Oh my gosh! This was committing suicide! His partner could slap her if she dared confess her feelings.

"Hey? Don't you guys think that I have to confess to him?" Eve asked, rolling her eyes.

Her friends seemed to discuss it and ultimately canceled their plan to approach the lovey-dovey couple. Eve let out a relieved sigh.

Not long after, a man appeared who was handsome even from a distance. His athletic body created a perfectly sculpted silhouette. He wore an overly formal suit unsuitable for a beach area, especially at night.

His facial expression seemed as if he was searching for someone. Who could it be? Eve wondered to herself.

"Come on, Eve! Now's the time!" one of her friends commanded.