Andrology Encounter with My Dream Boy

tate of unease, not daring to

ld had quieted down, I sat in

an incorrect password error. No matter ho

anged the

ad once again lost all

old classmate. She told me our alma mater was hosting an

cause I knew Roderick would de

e attend, but he also gave a speech as an exe

rilliance, his every move and gesture casti

d silent, blendin

lled the air as I felt the weight of his gaze. Without hesitation, I swiftly turned my head aside

as no one could understand how hurt Roderick must have be

ed into overcoming those feelings, to b

few classmates suggested

when Roderick approached me and said softly,

unseen force. The others exchanged knowing glances, a

ed on driving, and I made a consciou

ed our roles

d glance at me, but h

pretend to casually turn my head to

ered us incapable of mending the profound emotional chasm that now yawned between us. This melanchol

ully wrapped box from the back seat. "I've always regretted not giving you a proper gift wh

x, knowing full well it

t, I gently pushed his hand away.

tly put the box away and opened

home. Midway through dinner, he received a

a call from him. "Did

I replie

rest." And with

just ha

on marks. Did he really call j

confusion, he

alm-it carried a hint of nervousnes

t?" I aske

time next weekend?"

asking ab

Was Roderick

y, though a smile had alr

me to a friend's wedding

entions. He had a fiancée, so why would

ered no explanation, just th

, not even bothering to ask why he

ps, some questions were

ding, I took extra ca

he mirror, I felt satisfied a

he saw me, his eyes lit up with sur

he must have painstakingly prepared beforehand. With a warm smile playing on his lips, he said, "Th

sponse, he leaned in and

ous. Perhaps he did too, because it too

Before I could even fully comprehend my own actions, I found myself accepting the exquisitely crafted custom diamond necklace. Its opulent allure

is custom-made diamond neckla

that was encrusted with dia

rror, I couldn't help b

the element from his favorite s

his necklace? The more I pondered over his ge

ly accosted by a cluster of his acquaintances. He flashed a warm smile and engaged in friendly banter with them.

r than the woman Roderick had introdu

e. He wasn't asking me out; he was nursing a broken heart. Perhaps he was worried

hat was I

his ex-fiancée's wedding? Or just a cheap ex

lt a chill spreading through my spine, fro

n a rush, as if escaping f

ce. It was just like when we broke up in col

through my WhatsApp Moments when suddenly a group photo taken at

indeed a photo from his fiancée's wedding. Howeve

est! On finally sealing the deal and getting