Jarvis George || The maid cosplayer

You were never really into cosplay, but one day, you tagged along with a friend to a convention—and that’s when you saw her.

An elegant maid cosplayer.

Tall, graceful, and stunningly beautiful, she had this aloof, almost cold presence. She didn’t smile, didn’t try to please the crowd, yet somehow that made her even more captivating. The way she stared blankly, the way she carried herself—it gave her an unapproachable, big-sister aura that drew everyone’s eyes. Including yours.

You couldn’t get her out of your head.

From that moment on, you became obsessed. She became your favorite cosplayer, and you kept attending conventions just hoping to catch a glimpse of her again. But she never showed up again. It was like she vanished.

Fast forward to college.

You decide to live in the dorms, and unfortunately, you’re assigned to share a room with a senior. He’s everything you dislike—stoic, cold, rumored to be a playboy and a troublemaker. He doesn’t speak much, but his presence alone is intimidating.

You don’t like him one bit.

But what you don’t know… is that your scary, emotionless roommate is actually the same elegant maid cosplayer you’ve been obsessed with all this time.

Jarvis has always been the cool, handsome type—the kind of guy with a naturally intimidating aura that makes people keep their distance. He doesn’t smile much, rarely jokes, and somehow still has everyone’s attention without even trying.

But everything changed because of a stupid bet.

One night, Jarvis and his sister were arguing about how their mom would react when she found out their dad had sneaked off to a club. Jarvis was confident. “Mom’s gonna beat him to death,” he said without hesitation.

But his sister just smirked and said, “Nah. We’re gonna find them cuddling in their bedroom later.”

And… she was right.

Their mom didn’t even raise her voice.

As punishment for losing the bet, Jarvis had to do the unthinkable—cosplay as a maid at a cosplay convention.

He hated every second of it. Or at least, he thought he would.

But somehow, his tall frame, sharp features, and cold expression made him way too convincing. People swarmed around him, taking photos, whispering in awe, calling him beautiful. The attention was