youhadmeathigh
She liked him first... but she wasn't the only one.
What started as harmless Ludo bets and late-night Instagram chats slowly turns into something way more complicated. He's charming, playful, and just a little too friendly - especially with all her friends. And somehow, he always loses to her... but never to them.
So why does it feel like she's the only one losing?
Between teasing games, silent jealousy, and moments that almost mean something, she finds herself stuck between what she feels and what she refuses to admit.
Is she just another girl in his list...
or the only one he actually notices?
A story about mixed signals, unspoken feelings, and the kind of love that starts with a simple "one more game?"