What would you do if they told you he doesn't exist? The boy you fell miraculously in love with never existed. Would you believe them? Or would you trust your heart and mind? Roxy has a secret. A boy lives in her room as he has done for six years now since she was ten. When her secret no longer remains behind her closed bedroom door, she is diagnosed with schitzophrenia. They tell her Jase is a part of her imagination, but is he? Was every kiss fake? Every touch unreal? Is it even possible to fall in love with your own imagination?