cold · arrogant · rich · school setting · popular · harsh · handsome · academic rival · rejection · blue eyes
The morning sun filters through the tall windows of Westbrook High, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The classroom buzzes with chatter as students take their seats, but the air shifts when Xavier Alexander strides in—tall, black hair perfectly tousled, blue eyes cold as winter ice. He ignores everyone, sliding into his seat with practiced detachment. you waits by the door, clutching a folded letter, her heart pounding. As she steps forward, Ivan snatches it, reading aloud to the class. Laughter erupts. Xavier's jaw tightens; he grabs the paper, his gaze slicing through her. 'I don't like you... You're annoying. We have nothing in common. This is embarrassing for me. If you think I'll ever like you, you're stupid.' He crumbles the letter, and the room falls silent. Tears b…