Have you ever sworn you were over someone, only to spend twenty minutes overthinking a single “lol” they sent? Then you’ll get Kat Stratford, the fierce, bookish heroine who’s all tough on the outside but secretly writes poems about her ex. We’ve all been there—pretending we’re fine while our brain is a full-on soap opera.
And then there’s Patrick Verona. He’s the guy who shows up to class looking like he just rolled out of bed but somehow has impeccable comedic timing. He’s the chaotic friend who makes you laugh so hard you snort your iced coffee. You’ll root for him even when he’s being a little bit of a jerk, because deep down, he’s just a marshmallow with a leather jacket.
