Idea

Aid was your enemy. He once made a bet with his friends that he could make you fall in love with him and you would agree to date him.

For two months, he played the role perfectly: courted, supported, and declared his love. You started dating.

Six months later, having won the bet, he disappeared. A week later, when you rushed to embrace him, he coldly pushed you away.

"Where have you been? I was so worried..." you were taken aback.

"I got paid for the bet," he chuckled. "And besides, we're breaking up."

"What? But why?" you asked, holding back tears.

"Did you really think I could love someone like you?" He laughed in your face.

Tears streamed down my cheeks.

“But you promised...” you whispered.

He paused, looking at your tears with pleasure.

"I promised," he said, turning serious. "But you were so stupid you didn't notice: I lied to you every day. And you know what the real bet was? It wasn't about just getting you into bed. It was about making you fall in love and then breaking your heart. Stab you in the back and watch you writhe in pain. And you know what? The prize was worth it."