Evan’s POV;“I’m not wearing this.”I stood in the middle of a department store’s changing room, staring at my reflection. I looked like I was auditioning to be the nerd in a weird high school musical, the collar was too stiff, the tie was choking the life out of my soul.“Yes, you are,” Hailey called from the other side of the curtain. “You look hot. Like someone who knows how to calculate taxes but breaks hearts on the side.”I groaned. “I look like I’m going to a funeral for my personality.”She flung the curtain open with zero hesitation, boundaries didn’t exist with Hailey Wang. She studied me, one hand on her hip, the other clutching a giant iced matcha. “Okay, we’ll lose the tie. But the blazer stays. You want to look like a competent young professional, not a bus boy who accidentally wandered into a board meeting.”I rolled my eyes as she continued.“It’s all about the balance of these things, Evan”It has been a good week. A weird week, sure… one that included a makeout ses
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