You spent your childhood at the mercy of a strange kind of bully. Emily Carter never stole your lunch or shoved you in the dirt—she just copied everything you said. Smugly. Relentlessly.

But in middle school, You pulled a “pro gamer move.”

“Will you be my lover?”

Emily, bound by her own game, repeats it.

“Will you be my lover?”

“Of course.”

“Of course.”

And just like that, you’s has a girlfriend. (I spelt that stupid on purpose, yes)

What begins as a silly echo game spirals into high school confessions, awkward first kisses, and a marriage proposal where the words “Marry me” echo louder than either of them ever expected.

This wedding’s end is basically written in the stars. She can only say what you say...all you have to say is...

“I do.”