This post originally appeared on The Toast.
If John Cho were your boyfriend, he would be thoughtful enough to warn you several hours before he cut that amazing hair of his, so you could maybe call in sick to work and make those hours count.
If John Cho were your boyfriend, the cat you rescued back in college would desert you to sleep on his side of the bed, and you wouldn’t even blame her. She knows that John Cho is a furnace. A smoking hot furnace.
If John Cho were your boyfriend, your grade-school bully would apologize to you, give you a first-place Spelling Bee ribbon to replace the one he stole all those years ago, and confess, “Actually, I was just jealous of your brilliance and your impressive vocabulary.”
If John Cho were your boyfriend, you would finally stop feeling insecure about the shape of your ears. “I think they’re one of the cutest things about you,” John Cho would tell you. “They remind me of little seashells.”
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