Walking out of the cinema, Hugo felt like he was floating.
No, scratch that—he felt like he was gliding through life as if the universe itself had chosen him to be its main character.
He and Loli were holding hands like an actual couple, and the envious gazes he received from other men were just the cherry on top.
Every few steps, he could feel eyes burning into him, silent questions lingering in the air—
"Who is that girl? How did this guy pull her? Is he a millionaire? A prince? A celebrity?"
Hugo had to fight the urge to laugh. If only they knew the truth. He was just an ordinary guy with extraordinary luck tonight!
He turned his head slightly, stealing a glance at Loli, and the sight nearly made his chest puff out with pride.
She looked stunning, her hair catching the faint glow of the streetlights, her expression relaxed and happy.
She wasn't pulling away. She wasn't acting hesitant.