My Aloof Rival Seems to Like Me

Song Jin can dream about fanfiction featuring her and her rival.

And it’s the kind of fanfiction that can’t be mentioned in polite company.

Upon hearing this, her childhood friend had an epiphany: “Thoughts by day, dreams by night—you want to have hate-sex with her?!”

Song Jin froze, recalling Wen Yu’s “keep away” demeanor—

A fling with an icy beauty… wouldn’t be so bad, right?

Song Jin originally thought that, aside from sniping at each other across trending topics, she would never have any intersection with Wen Yu in this lifetime.

Until she landed her first-ever lead role and pushed open the studio doors.

The woman sitting in the center of the studio had a slender figure and cold, elegant features. When they shook hands, her fingers were slightly cool, exactly like the woman herself.

Song Jin couldn’t help but give them a light squeeze.

Her rival said nothing, only indifferently withdrawing her hand.

But what Song Jin didn’t know was that beneath Wen Yu’s long hair, her ears were burning hot.

Song Jin spent every day acting from the moment she opened her eyes.

During filming, she performed a love-hate relationship with Wen Yu; after the cameras stopped, she still had to “sell the ship” and fanservice for the audience.

Fortunately, Wen Yu was professional—so professional that the fan base for their CP (Couple) skyrocketed, and even other colleagues began to question their innocence.

Hearing this, Song Jin found it somewhat funny and said casually, “No, it’s just standard business promotion.”

As she said this, she was looking down at her script, completely failing to notice the complex look Wen Yu cast her way.

A brief professional relationship should have ended when filming wrapped. But at the wrap party, after the guests had dispersed, a drunken Wen Yu pinned her against the booth sofa, their distance more intimate than any “business promotion.”

The scenes from her dreams overlapped with reality; Song Jin could even feel the other woman’s breath against her neck.

She listened intently for a long time before finally making out what Wen Yu was murmuring.

She said:

“Can you… like me just a little bit?”

One-sentence intro: Not sure, let me look again.

Theme: If you love me let me know.