Hate Me by Day, Love Me by Night
“I don’t like you,” I tell him.
Fredrick smiles like I just said something funny. “That’s not true.”
“Yes, it is,” I deny.
“No,” he says softly, stepping closer, “you just don’t want to understand me and admit it.”
I laugh. “I understand you perfectly. You’re annoying. You’re always right. And you make everyone look bad.”
He looks right into my eyes. “And yet… you keep looking at me.”
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I thought my biggest enemy was Fredrick Larsen. My perfect, annoying coworker who always wins every fight.
We fight in every meeting. We argue over every project. I just can’t stand him.
But at night, I become “A”. A secret writer who writes stories under a secret name. And I talk to a stranger who is one of my followers online called “K”.
His words feel like magic. He sees deep into my heart, understands my fears, and makes me feel things I’ve never felt before.
We share secrets, dreams, and even our hidden desires. Slowly, I start falling for this stranger I’ve never met.
But I received the greatest shock of my life one night at the company party where I accidentally saw Fredrick reading something on his phone with keen interest.
I moved closer and saw my story open on his screen with my apple profile picture right there.
My stomach drops.
Now I know the truth.
“K” is Fredrick.
The man I fight every single day… is the same man who made my heart race every night.
Fredrick raises his head and steps closer, his eyes burning into mine. He smiles like he already knows everything.
He tilts his head, calm as ever, but his voice is softer now. “Should I call you A… or Dylan?”
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4Dylan's POV I look at the screen for a long time, but I don’t type anything back. My fingers become still, my chest feels tight and my head won’t slow down. I don’t like the question, and I don’t like how it feels too close to something real. So I close the laptop and push it away. “I’m not answering that,” I mutter, standing up.The room feels too quiet now, so I grab my jacket and walk away from the desk. I don’t want to think of anything right now and I don’t want to sit there anymore. If I sit there, I’ll open that message again, and I don’t want to do that. So it is better I leave it alone and go to bed.The next morning, I wake up before my alarm rings, already feeling stressed. The gray light comes through the curtains while tiredness sits heavily behind my eyes. I stay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling while my head already spinning ahead toward work.I drag myself out of bed and quickly get ready, hoping moving around will help ease the stress in my chest. But it
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3Dylan’s POV“I don’t care what he thinks.”The words leave my mouth the second I wake up.The apartment is quiet around me, and the early sunlight barely pushes through the curtains while my phone lies beside my pillow. I stare at the dark screen for a long moment anyway.K’s comment from last night still sits in my head.Very annoying.I throw the blanket aside and sit up roughly. It feels like I never slept because my shoulders are already tense. Somewhere outside, traffic moves through the city below my apartment windows while my coffee machine hums quietly from the kitchen.I stand up and get ready for work more quickly than usual, like I'm after something I can't see. My mind keeps going back and forth between two things I don't want to think about. One is the office, the other is that comment from K. I don’t like the fact that both are sitting in the same space in my head.“Not today,” I say to myself as I grab my bag after dressing and leave home.I really shouldn't be thinkin
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2Dylan's POVEven after the elevator doors shut, Fredrick's last words stay with me the whole way back to my office. I hate how calm he sounds when he says it.I slam into my chair harder than I should have and turn on my computer again, even though I wasn't looking at the screen. Around me, keyboards click while conversation begins slowly as usual. A few people look at my direction before quickly turning their heads away.Great. Everyone definitely notices that I'm not in a good mood.Ethan rolls his chair closer to me carefully, like approaching a dangerous animal. “Well,” he says slowly, “that looked intense.”I rub my hand over my face. “Don’t start.”“Do you really have to follow him into the hallway?”“He interrupted my presentation Ethan.”“So you almost started a fight with him over a pie chart.”I shoot him a look.Ethan raised both of his hands immediately in surrender, but the smile on his face showed that he was still amused. That made me even more angry.“He walked in the
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Chapter: CHAPTER 1Dylan's POV“I already sent the file.”The words leave my mouth before I even fully sit down. My bag hits the desk with a dull thud, and my computer screen opens up in front of me. The office slowly comes to life around me with phones ringing, chairs rolling, and half-awakened morning conversations.Ethan looks over the divider between our desks. “Good morning to you too,” he greeted.I ignore him and open my email. The report is still where I left it last night, timestamped and untouched. My jaw tightens slightly.“If they can’t find it,” I mutter, “that’s not my problem.”Ethan snorts into his coffee.There is a strong smell of burned coffee in the office. Someone near the accounting office is already arguing with the printer, and two interns run past carrying folders like the building is on fire. Every Monday mornings here always feel loud in the worst way possible.“Did you stay late again?” Ethan asks.I shrug and continue scrolling through my mails.To be honest, I prefer stayin
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