The Boy Who Tattooed My Name on His Chest novel Chapter 1

During a video call with my boyfriend, his phone was suddenly snatched away.

Then a magnetic voice with a chuckle rang out:

"Don't be stingy, let the boys see what your new girlfriend looks like."

Wait a second...

That familiar voice?

Is that my EX-BOYFRIEND?!

As he bent forward, the silver star pendant on his necklace briefly brushed against the camera.

My breath caught the moment I recognized those familiar eyes.

Then, my ex-boyfriend Ryan Thompson and I—who had an absolutely horrific breakup—found ourselves staring at each other in stunned silence.

The smile on his face slowly disappeared.

"FUCK!"

The phone was immediately tossed somewhere, and the screen went black momentarily before someone hastily picked it up. Alex Reynolds, my boyfriend, held the phone, frowning.

"What's your problem?!"

Ryan paused for a moment, then snickered: "Your ‘taste’ isn't great."

Alex, typically gentle, showed a rare flash of anger.

"My girlfriend is amazing. Don't talk nonsense."

"Seriously, Haley's gorgeous! Even prettier than our school's beauty queen. What's wrong with your eyes, Ryan?"

"Man, I'd eat ramen for three years to date someone like her!"

Suddenly, I remembered three years ago, before our college entrance exams.

Ryan had stood beneath my window wearing a basketball jersey, his eyes red as he begged me.

"I'll do whatever you want from now on. If you don't want me talking to her, I'll never speak to her again."

"We said we'd go to the same college—"

His voice grew hoarse, and something glistened in his eyes in the darkness: "I'll do anything you want, just please don't break up with me, okay?"

He looked so pitiful, almost ready to get down on his knees.

But I just stared at him expressionlessly for a moment before saying quietly:

"Ryan, I changed my application."

"I'm not going to Tremont University anymore."