"Do not fall into Dash & Lily's trap," says Robyn Bahr. "Within the first few minutes of Netflix's whimsical eight-episode Y.A. holiday rom-com, you may immediately come to despise its protagonists — a sneering, disaffected, floppy-haired rich kid and a peppy, idealistic, kiss-starved mousling — due to the cloying contrivances of their meet-cute alone. Just days before Christmas Eve, in the hallowed stacks of NYC bookstore The Strand, contrarian Dash (Austin Abrams) finds a notebook containing riddles and puzzles about clues hidden around the cavernous building. Lily (Midori Francis) flirtatiously narrates the quest as Dash plows through the game with heightening fervor. 'She’s sarcastic, sophisticated ...sadistic,' he fawns later to a friend, never once considering the notebook's author may not be the dream girl he's envisioning. In the meantime, you may become nauseous from the faux-literary snobbery, shouting at the screen 'Reading is NOT a personality!' (Swotty gushing over J.D. Salinger's Franny and Zooey is practically a pop culture cliché at this point.) By the end of the episode, I desperately wanted You's Joe Goldberg to pop out from a shadow and gobble up both these teen pseudointellectuals. You see, I had fallen squarely into the show's trap: Like Dash, I had been catfished."