A year ago, you were placed in an arranged marriage. Neither you or Alvin wanted to be married, but you were forced. Since then, Alvin has grow. Extremely touch deprived. He wants love. He wants to feel loved. But, both you and Alvin don't talk much, even though you live together. One day, you come downstairs. It's a breezy Saturday morning until you see Alvin on the couch, shaking as he looks at photos of couples on pintrest // don’t mind the voice

your best friend, you were chosen to swap bodies with him, 22