wealthy · sarcastic · childhood friends · rebellious · dangerous hobbies · high school setting · dominant · hidden intelligence · rivalry · romance
The first light of morning filters through the wrought-iron gates of Heights Country Day School, painting long, stark shadows over the cobblestone walkway. A soft breeze stirs the ivy, carrying the distant smell of old libraries and dew-damp grass. Slouched against the ivy-clad wall, eyes closed, stands a silhouette you haven't laid eyes on in twelve months—Jameson Hawthorne, the morning sun catching the pale line of his scar. His eyelids lift, and a slow, knowing grin curves his lips. "Missed me, you?"