บททั้งหมดของ My Accidental Boyfriend: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

The cafeteria had never been louder. Chatter bounced off the tiled walls, trays clattered against tabletops, and the smell of greasy fries lingered in the air. Ava was mid-rant about one of her professors, her voice rising and falling with dramatic flair. I smiled, nodding where I needed to, but my eyes kept darting toward Jason across from me.He sat with that smug half-smile he wore like armor, his arm stretched over the back of my chair as if daring anyone to take my seat. Every time our gazes met, heat rushed to my cheeks. I hated how easily he got to me.But then… everything shifted.The cafeteria doors swung open with a slam, and for a second the room fell into silence. Heads turned, whispers died mid-sentence. It was like someone had pressed pause on the chaos.I didn’t even need to look up to know who it was. The air told me before my eyes confirmed it.Ethan.He walked in the same way he always had when we were kids—like he owned the ground under his feet. Taller now, broader

If the cafeteria scene had been explosive, the aftermath was a silent storm.Whispers trailed me through the hallways like shadows, each one a thread pulling tighter around my chest. Lila and the new guy. Did you hear what he called her? Who even is he?I kept my chin up, but inside I was unraveling.Ava walked beside me, her arms folded and her jaw tight. I didn’t even have to look at her to know what was coming. She’d been vibrating with unspoken words ever since Ethan made his dramatic entrance. Jason and Alex had peeled off to their classes, but the tension they left behind clung to me like smoke.“You seriously didn’t think to tell me?” Ava finally burst out when the hallway thinned. Her voice was sharp, low, but brimming with the kind of hurt that pinched.I slowed, glancing at her. “Tell you what?”“That he was back!” she snapped. “That my twin brother—the same guy who disappeared like a ghost—would stroll into the cafeteria like some movie star and flirt with you loud enough f

Walking into that cafeteria had been a rush.Not because of the attention. I was used to it—people staring, whispering, trying to figure out what kind of trouble I’d bring. That was the easy part. That was the act.No, the real rush came from the way Lila’s eyes widened when she saw me. For a second, her mask cracked. And I saw her—the same girl I’d known years ago, before everything turned complicated, before Jason, before Alex, before the shadows circling her life.That’s why I’d returned.Not because I wanted her back. Not because I still carried some childhood crush. That burned out a long time ago. What I wanted now was simpler, heavier: to make sure she stayed alive through this storm.But they didn’t need to know that.Not Jason. Not Alex. Especially not Lila.If they thought I was just some cocky playboy making things harder, that was fine. It kept their focus on me instead of what was creeping closer to her.So when I leaned against the counter and threw out that ridiculous n

He waited until the noise of the cafeteria had drowned itself into background chatter before he followed me. I could feel him trailing behind, that casual swagger he wore like a second skin. Ethan had always moved like the world bent for him, like gravity bowed at his feet. And it used to make me laugh.Now it made me furious.I spun around as soon as we were out of sight, behind the music wing where the shadows clung to the bricks. “You don’t get to just show up like that.” My voice cracked sharper than I meant, but I didn’t care. “Two years, Ethan. Two years without a single word. And now you stroll in, calling Lila ridiculous nicknames like you never left?”He leaned back against the wall, folding his arms like this was some kind of game. His grin was there, lazy and infuriating. “Missed me then?”That grin—that was what broke me. Because under it, I could still see the brother who used to pull me onto the roof to watch stars, who’d sworn we’d never keep secrets. And here he was, w

The next morning, the campus buzzed with whispers. I could feel them trailing behind me like shadows. It wasn’t just about me anymore. It was about him.Ethan.The boy who walked into the cafeteria like it was a stage, who smiled at me like the years hadn’t happened, who made Jason’s jaw tighten just by existing. He’d turned my already fragile world into something electric, unstable.And now, everywhere I went, people seemed to expect a show.“Lila.”I froze at the sound of my name, sharp and familiar. Jason’s voice.He stepped out from the shade of the library archway, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. He didn’t look like he’d slept much. His shirt was rumpled, his hair slightly out of place—yet somehow, he still looked unshakably strong. The kind of steady that used to make me breathe easier.But not right now. Not with the storm he carried in his stare.“You’ve been avoiding me.”I swallowed, hugging my books tighter against my chest. “No. I’ve just been… busy.”His lips curved into som