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Amelia Harper never thought she’d fall in love with a stalker—especially not one as awkward and hopelessly bad at flirting as Oliver. But life has a funny way of turning the creepy into the cute.

Between imaginary cats giving terrible dating advice, best friends with no filter, and a boy who watches her like she’s his entire world (in the least serial-killer way possible), Amelia’s love story is anything but ordinary.

As their clumsy romance unfolds—filled with hilarious misunderstandings, heart-fluttering moments, and an undeniable connection—Amelia realizes that love isn’t about grand gestures. Sometimes, it’s found in quiet glances, accidental confessions, and the boy who’s been there all along.

But love isn’t a fairytale, and growing up means learning when to hold on… and when to let go.

A rom-com filled with laughter, love, and a little bit of magic—because sometimes, the best love stories begin in the shadows.

Silhouette of us

If Oliver's horrendous coffee attempt taught him anything, it was that he needed a better plan.

Unfortunately, his brain wasn't great at making good decisions.

Which is how I ended up standing in the middle of the school hallway, staring in horror at what he had just done.

Lena plopped beside me at lunch, already grinning. "So… did you hear?"

Daniel sighed. "Oliver's planning something."

A chill ran down my spine. "...What kind of something?"

Lena smirked. "No clue. But he looked insanely proud of himself."

Daniel shook his head. "Which means it's probably going to be a disaster."

I was walking to my next class when suddenly—

A love song blared through the school intercom.

Confused students paused in the halls. Teachers poked their heads out of classrooms.

I gasped, looking up. Tiny red and pink paper hearts rained from the ceiling.

Another kid shouted, "WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!"

Standing at the end of the hallway. Holding a bouquet. Looking way too smug.

"Oh yes," Lena whispered back, cackling.

Before I could run, Oliver dramatically walked toward me.

Every single student stopped and watched.

"Amelia," Oliver said, stopping in front of me.

Daniel groaned. "Bro. What are you doing?"

Oliver smiled way too confidently. "I am…" He paused for effect. "Making up for my coffee disaster."

"Bro, she's not even his girlfriend yet."

"I dunno, man, this is kinda romantic."

Oliver grinned and held out the bouquet.

"Amelia," he said dramatically, "I may not be good at coffee, but I will always be good at liking you."

Daniel facepalmed. "This is so painful to watch."

Oliver grinned like an idiot. "So, uh… do you like it?"

I slowly took the bouquet. "…You just made the entire school think we're dating."

A random student whistled. "Sooooo, are you two together or what?"

Someone had accidentally triggered it with all the falling confetti.

Suddenly, students were screaming and running, teachers were yelling, and in the middle of it all—

Oliver looked at me, eyes wide. "So, uh… should we run?"

I flopped onto my bed, still processing the disaster.

Whiskers was waiting on my windowsill, smirking. "So. That happened."

Chapter 9