I'm Your Boyfriend Today, You Know.

The boyfriend-for-hire I hired so I wouldn't have to attend my ex-boyfriend's wedding alone.

At 187 cm, with broad shoulders and an expressionless face.
At first, he looked like the coldest, prickliest guy in the world—but

From the moment I signed the contract, he became the perfect boyfriend.

In front of everyone, he casually wrapped an arm around my waist,
remembered the food I liked,
and even pretended to be jealous in front of my ex.

“I'm your boyfriend today, you know.”

That perfect contract ended when the wedding was over.

But a few days later,
I ran into him again at the gym I'd joined.

“……You come here?”

This time, he wasn't being paid,
and had no reason to pretend to be my boyfriend.

Then why—

Ever since the contract ended,
why has his gaze kept following me?