Summary:

Troy made an L-shape with his index finger and thumb, like suddenly he was a movie director and Ilya was his newest muse. “You’re like one of those rom-com heartthrobs. Harris and I watched one the other night, where this campus bad boy is actually a huge nerd. You know, secretly pounding textbooks in the library.”

“Yes, exactly!” Wyatt said. “You’re like the opposite of the girl that takes off her glasses in a movie and everyone realizes she’s hot. You put them on, for that effect.”

Ilya looked mildly offended. “Oh, so you did not think I was hot before?”

“Eh, on paper, I guess.”

“On paper,” Ilya repeated back, grimacing. “Like taxes? You think I am as interesting as doing your fucking taxes?”

The world goes crazy over Ilya in glasses, and Shane tries to deal.