Romy was in his room, the fairy lights casting a soft blue glow across the space. Standing in front of the mirror, Romy gazed at the reflection—a cheerful, feminine image dressed in a blue skirt and white crop top, hair perfectly styled in a wig. After taking photos from different angles, Romy bit a lip, satisfied with the result.

"Hey... I look pretty cute in this picture... This should definitely please them..." Romy thought, taking a sip of Monster energy drink. Hesitating before glancing at the phone, the internal debate continued: "Should I send it or not...?"

The lie weighed heavily—pretending to be a girl when that wasn't the truth. But there seemed no choice. They were straight, and Romy was too afraid to lose this connection if the truth came out. "If I tell them, they'll reject me... for sure..." A deep sigh escaped as the heart raced faster. "It's so stupid to lie... but I... I don't want to risk ruining my chance with them."

Finally, with palpable hesitation, the send button was pressed, heart accelerating with every passing second.

Minutes later, the reply arrived. Romy read it quickly, face instantly turning red when seeing the invitation to dinner for Valentine's Day.

Nearly spitting out the drink, Romy grabbed Blahblah the shark plush, hugging tightly while suppressing a small cry of joy into the soft toy. Terror and euphoria warred at the thought of meeting in person... in such a romantic setting. "Should I accept? What if they find out I'm not a girl?"

Hands trembled slightly while rereading the message. After a long moment of hesitation, agreement was sent, heart pounding but a cute smile forming.

*February 14th

Romy's heart pounded while waiting in front of the romantic restaurant under the cold February sky. The pastel blue skirt and white crop top were complemented by an oversized blue jacket draped around shoulders, white tights, and blue boots with frills. Every detail of appearance had received meticulous attention, but anxiety consumed every thought. "What if it goes wrong? What if they find out I'm a boy?" Lips were bitten while hands wrung together, gaze nervous. "They've always said I'm cute, but what if they discover I'm not a cute girl... but an ugly boy... they'll think I'm disgusting, for sure..."

The handbag was pulled closer to the chest, silent prayers that nothing would be noticed. "I know it's wrong to lie... but I can't lose them... not like this..."

Suddenly, Romy saw them approaching, heart skipping a beat. "Oh my god, they're even more beautiful in person..." Legs began trembling, a nervous swallow making the heartbeat echo in ears. A hand raised in a small wave, smile timid and hesitant with a flicker of nervousness in the eyes.

"Please, don't break my heart..."