Fulfilling Roman’s Desire

The Chase Begins

7 years ago

I couldn’t stop thinking about Roman. Ever since I saw him across campus, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was different—something about him made my pulse quicken in a way no one else ever had.

He felt like an adrenaline rush you’d get, after stretching your body out. If that makes sense.

And that only intensified my need to make him fall for me, to turn him into another conquest, just like every other guy I’d ever dated. Only this time, I wasn’t just looking for a fling. I wanted him completely. I wanted him to fall so deeply for me that when I finally let go, he’d be the one left broken.

I know, I know, it’s toxic and unfair, right?. Well, life’s unfair. Live with it.

I had been thinking about it for days. Roman was unlike anyone I had ever met. He was different.

While I was busy keeping up with the latest trends, obsessing over clothes, makeup, and popularity, Roman lived in a world of intelligence and passion for things I barely knew anything about. Which made him more attractive to me, I have never dated his type, and it felt intriguing for me.

He was the kind of guy who would spend hours in his garage, tinkering with machines and building new inventions, and he didn’t care who noticed him. That was part of his appeal—he wasn’t trying to impress anyone, yet he had this quiet confidence about him. Something in his indifference to the world was what I found irresistible. It was like a challenge—one I was determined to win. And I was going to win!.

I set my mind to it, devising a plan. I started learning about the things he liked, things that seemed foreign to me. And trust me, I hated the process, but, to have him, I had to do it.

I found out he loved skydiving, the adrenaline rush of it all. I could already picture myself in a jumpsuit, the wind whipping through my hair as I descended toward the earth beside him.

Yikes!. Yep, I was gonna try that, no matter how magical it sounds. I loved being alive.

Then there was his love for intellectual shows, documentaries about history, science, and philosophy. I’d always been into the latest gossip and fashion trends, but now, I found myself watching hours of documentaries in a desperate attempt to keep up with him.

Pleaseee, kill me nowww. How could a human find any of this interesting?. Jeezz.

Roman also had a passion for anime, something I had never shown any interest in. Why?. It just always seemed childish to me. I never saw the difference between it and normal cartoons.

But now, I found myself scrolling through countless anime series, picking out the ones he watched so I could mention them casually in conversation. Anything, just to get him to notice me.

How did I get all these information about him?. That’s a story for another day.

The final piece of my plan came when I discovered that Roman was taking a calculus class.

Calculus.

I hated math.

I wasn’t stupid, I was smart enough to ace the subjects I cared about—but math?. That was a whole different world.

Still, I couldn’t back out now. If this was the way to get his attention, I would do whatever it took. So, I signed up for the class, knowing it would be tough. But no matter how much I hated math, it didn’t matter. I had a goal in mind, and that was all that mattered.

The morning of my first calculus class, I sat at my desk, my mind racing. My mind never raced for anyone, I found it weird.

The classroom was filled with students, but I could already feel my heart pounding in my chest. I was nervous but excited. Roman was already sitting in the back, his face hidden behind a pair of glasses, his focus entirely on the teacher.

Again, typical Nerd s**t.

He looked so absorbed in the lecture, it almost seemed like nothing in the world could pull his attention away. He looked sooo cute.

I smiled to myself. This was my chance.

I walked over to the empty desk beside him and sat down. I heard whispers around me. Well, I was popular, and people might have found it weird that I was sitting with a nobody.

He didn’t even look up when I sat, still absorbed in the lecture. But I didn’t care. I would break through that stoic exterior, just like I always did. I leaned over slightly and said, “Hi.”. My heart beating as I said it.

Roman turned his head, his gaze meeting mine for the first time. I was stunned by how handsome he was up close. It was like he had been sculpted to resemble a god. His dark eyes, framed by thick lashes, locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch in my throat. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure, but my heart was beating so loudly I was sure he could hear it.

Damn, an angel fell on earth.

“Hi,” he replied shyly, his voice soft but clear. Then, without another word, he turned his attention back to the teacher.

What the hell was that?. Did he just ignore me?.

I was caught off guard, but I wasn’t going to give up so easily. This was just the beginning. I wasn’t going to let a little thing like indifference stop me. I cleared my throat and asked, “Do you think this class is hard?”

Roman didn’t answer with words. Instead, he shook his head slowly, saying no, his gaze never leaving the board at the front of the classroom. He didn’t seem interested in small talk.

But that didn’t bother me. In fact, it intrigued me even more. He was aloof, distant, exactly the kind of guy who would keep me on my toes.

I liked that.

I smiled, feeling a rush of excitement build in my chest. “What’s your name?” I asked, leaning in slightly.

Roman glanced at me, his expression still neutral. But when he didn’t respond immediately, my excitement bubbled over. I was almost close to having him open up to me. But then, without warning, he stood up, grabbed his bag, and walked to the front of the class, sitting down in an empty seat near the professor.

What the fuckkkkk?!!!!

Did I just get ignored?. By a nobody?.

My face flushed with embarrassment, but I couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement. He was hard to get, and that made me want him even more.

He was good at playing hard to get. Is it weird that it turned me on?.

The chase was on.

I wasn’t just going to win him over; I was going to make him fall for me completely. I could feel it in my gut, the thrill of the challenge. I had always been able to get what I wanted. And this time, Roman was no different.