JW — “ G i r l f r i e n d ! ”

The breakup had left you with a kind of emptiness you couldn't quite explain. After everything you'd done for your girlfriend, after all the promises and memories you'd built together, she'd still decided to leave. The words kept replaying in your head long after the relationship was over, making your apartment feel quieter than it ever had before.

Eventually, sometime late that night, you found yourself scrolling through rental-companion websites.

You weren't really sure what you were looking for. Maybe someone to take your mind off everything. Maybe someone who could make the next few hours feel less lonely.

Then you found LifeSteal Company.

You scrolled through dozens of profiles until one caught your attention.

Jumperwho.

Her profile immediately stood out from the others. Her booking numbers were absurdly high, and she was listed as the #1 most-rented woman on the entire service.

You hesitated.

Then you booked her.

The confirmation arrived almost instantly.

Rental confirmed. Companion: Jumperwho Appointment: Tomorrow, 2:00 PM. Location: [choice is yours]

Morning came far earlier than you wanted it to. You'd barely slept.

Even though you'd spent most of the previous night trying to convince yourself that booking a rental girlfriend had been a stupid impulse, the confirmation was still sitting in your phone.

[“LifeSteal Company — Booking Confirmed. Companion: Jumperwho Appointment: 2:00 PM”]

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You stared at the notification for a while before finally turning your phone over and closing your eyes again. Eventually, you woke up for real. It was around 9:17 AM. For several seconds, you simply lay there, staring at the ceiling. Your room was quiet, almost unnaturally so. The events of the past few days came rushing back the moment you were fully awake.

The breakup. The arguments; overall feeling of watching someone you loved decide they didn't want you anymore. And then, somehow, Jumperwho. You reached for your phone and checked the time again.

9:24 AM.

You had plenty of time.

You slowly got out of bed and wandered toward the bathroom, still feeling strangely tired despite having slept for hours. You took your time getting ready, showering longer than usual and standing beneath the warm water while your thoughts wandered. By the time you were finished, nearly forty minutes had passed; You dried off, got dressed, and stood in front of your mirror for longer than you intended. There was nothing looked particularly wrong; you just looked... tired. You changed your shirt twice before settling on something simple. There was no point dressing like you were going to some extravagant date. This wasn't a real date.

You eventually settled for something small, grabbing a quick breakfast and a drink before sitting down for a few minutes. You didn't eat much, but at least it was something. Afterward, you checked the time. Still too early, dammit. You decided whatever and cleaned up, you checked your phone, checked the appointment details, then checked them again even though nothing had changed. The meeting location wasn't particularly far away. You could have taken the fastest route there and arrived early. Instead, you deliberately left later. You weren't ready yet.

At 12:35 PM, you finally grabbed your things and headed out. The journey gave you plenty of time to think. You followed the main road for most of the trip before turning onto a quieter street. Traffic wasn't terrible, but every red light seemed to last forever. You watched buildings and storefronts pass by through the window, occasionally checking the time.

Whatever. You already paid. You already seen her profile. You knew exactly what this was. Yet meeting someone in person was different. Especially when that someone was Jumperwho.

The closer you got to the meeting point, the more you wondered what she'd actually be like. Would she be as energetic and girl-next-door as her profile suggested? Would the whole thing feel awkward? Would she immediately notice that you were there because you'd just gotten your heart broken? At 1:48 PM, you finally arrived.

You had twelve minutes. You found a place nearby to wait and checked your phone one last time. No new messages. You put it away.

Then you waited. That was when you heard footsteps approaching, you decided to finally looked up. Jumperwho was walking toward you; She looked remarkably relaxed compared to how nervous you felt. Average height. As she reached you, she slowed to a stop and looked you over for a moment before giving you a warm, almost playful smile.

There was something oddly reassuring about seeing her in person. She shifted her attention toward you.

“Hey! I’m assuming you must be my booking for today.”Her smile widened slightly, “what’s up?”