Fake Profile.

Elara

I've built my life online-perfect lighting, perfect angles, perfect smiles-but perfection stops at the number 800k. My agency says growth or goodbye. No second chances. So I do the one thing I swore I'd never do: fake a relationship. It's supposed to be simple. Appear loved. Appear wanted. Let the algorithm do the rest. Kaiden is quiet, guarded, and absolutely not my type-which makes him perfect. We set rules. Boundaries. No feelings. Just content, dates for the camera, hands held when it counts.
Except somewhere between the staged laughs and the real silences, I start forgetting which moments are fake. And the scariest part? I don't want to remember.

Kaiden

I hate attention. I hate cameras. I hate pretending.
But my family wants a partner-someone stable, someone impressive-and Elara needs a boyfriend to save her career. It's a transaction. Temporary. Clean. We agree not to fall in love, not to cross lines, not to blur reality. I tell myself I'm immune.
Then I see her without the filters. Hear her doubts when the phone is off. Watch how hard she works to stay smiling. The act becomes easy. Too easy. And when my family starts believing, when the world starts cheering, I realize the lie isn't the relationship-it's pretending my heart isn't already involved.
We promised this wouldn't be real.
We were wrong.