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The story of Dashiell and me is probably the most common trope in sweet romance novels - love at first sight that eventually becomes a mutual pursuit.

When I was a freshman, he was the one who helped me carry all my luggage to the dorm.

At that time, even though his clothes were faded from washing,

It still couldn't hide his handsome face.

He was a big shot on campus, the student council president.

The heartthrob of many girls at school.

My young, innocent heart had already quietly fallen for him.

I joined the student council because of him.

He confessed his feelings at my birthday party, and we naturally became a couple.

All along, I thought our love was a mutual pursuit.

Even when my bestie told me he'd had a girlfriend for three years before, who he broke up with when she went abroad,

I didn't care. After all, how could someone so amazing not have had a girlfriend by senior year?

Besides, he likes me now, and that's what matters.