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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

The next morning, I walked into school with one goal—to pretend yesterday never happened.

Unfortunately, the entire school had other plans.

Step One: Enter the Hallway. Immediate Regret.

The moment I stepped inside, I heard it.

Whispers. Giggles. Way too many knowing smirks.

Another voice sang, "Can you feel the looooove tonight?"

Lena slammed into me, grinning like a maniac.

"Confetti Girl!" she cheered. "How's it feel to be the talk of the school?"

I groaned. "I am going to kill Oliver."

"Too late." Daniel strolled up, shaking his head. "He's already dead."

Lena cackled. "He got ambushed this morning. The seniors are calling him Romeo."

Daniel smirked. "The basketball team started calling him 'The Love Fool.'"

"Oh, and," Lena added, barely containing her laughter, "someone made a meme."

It was a screenshot of Oliver mid-confession, surrounded by confetti, looking like a dramatic Disney prince.

"LOVE IS A BATTLEFIELD. AND OLIVER IS LOSING."

Daniel smirked. "I already sent it to him."

Lena snorted. "He said, and I quote, 'I REGRET NOTHING.'"

Step Two: Face the Idiot Responsible.

I found Oliver at his locker, hiding from humanity.

The moment he saw me, he grimaced. "I am… so sorry."

He sighed. "...No. But I should be."

The classroom door beside us swung open.

I panicked. Oliver panicked harder.

I watched in horror as the basketball team chased him down the hallway.

Lena appeared beside me, biting her lip to hold in laughter.

"So," she said. "Is he gonna survive this?"

I sighed. "Honestly? He deserves what's coming."

We watched as Oliver ran for his life.

Whiskers sat on my desk, smirking.

"So," he purred. "You had fun today."

He flicked his tail. "You're smiling."

Chapter 10