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I chased after my childhood sweetheart for ten years.
The day he publicly confessed to the new transfer student, everyone was waiting for me to show up.
To cry, make a scene, or even threaten suicide - to make a fool of myself for everyone to see.
But no one knew I was in my childhood sweetheart's dorm room.
Soaked from the rain, wearing his roommate's pajamas, leaning against his roommate's bed, the room filled with a sensual atmosphere.
"Tonight, how should we sleep?"

Reborn, I Married the Big Shot Who Had a Secret Crush on Me

Indeed, Jaxon's grip on my neck left me immobilized.


But the rest of my body was still free to move.


The darkness under the covers shrouded our actions from view.


So I took a bold chance, tracing a path down his abs.


Wherever I touched, his muscles tensed in response.


After a moment's hesitation, I inched lower, my fingertips barely grazing his V-line.


That's when Jaxon had quite a noticeable reaction.


"You know what, I'll leave you guys alone tonight. Think I'll pull an all-nighter elsewhere," Dashiell said with a knowing tone, his eyes sweeping over Jaxon's bed.


He couldn't help but feel a twinge of disdain.


For all his cool, aloof demeanor towards girls and sky-high popularity, turns out Jaxon wasn't such a paragon of virtue after all.


If Dashiell's hunch was right, Jaxon had a girl hidden under those covers.


Though his imagination ran wild, he chose not to call them out.


He and Jaxon had a decent rapport, for one thing.


Chapter 8