The Final Takedown Chapter 1

My roommate pinned me to the bed and started kissing me.

The other one stood beside us, losing his mind.

“You’re going to kiss his lips raw! When is it my turn?”

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I was watching porn in my dorm room when my roommate caught me.

My asshole roommate, Mark, started in with the snide comments.

“So, you’re into guys, huh?”

“Don’t tell me you’ve got a crush on me.”

“The thought is seriously gross.”

I shot back a cold smile. “Ever heard of a mirror? Or a puddle? Gay guys have standards, you know. If I were into anyone, it’d be someone like Evan. Who the hell are you?”

The words had barely left my mouth when I saw him standing in the doorway, a faint blush on his cheeks.

Evan.

And right behind him, with a face as dark as a thundercloud, was Isaac.

My heart dropped. It was bad enough that my crush had overheard my stupid outburst. But his number one admirer had heard it too.

Only the idiot, Mark, was still clueless. “You, like Evan? The best you could hope for is to be his simp.”

I fell silent.

The word “simp” wasn't just a dig at me; it was a dagger in someone else’s heart.

I’d known Isaac was into Evan from the first day of school. They weren’t even in the same major, but Isaac was always orbiting Evan, hiding behind the flimsy excuse of being “just friends.” He was practically the tragic mascot of the friend zone.

Sure enough, Isaac’s face was grim. “If you’re going to fight, take it outside.”

Just then, the alarm I’d set for my part-time job went off. I scrambled to change and get out the door. As I was leaving, I heard Mark eagerly spilling my secrets to Isaac.

“Hey, Isaac, did you know Leo’s gay? He likes men. It’s so disgusting.”

Isaac kicked a chair, his voice a low growl. “Get lost.”