Max Verstappen was everything the university buzzed about — breathtakingly handsome, devastatingly sexy, and dangerously untouchable. With his sharp jawline, icy blue stare, and lean muscular frame sculpted by years of karting, boxing, and football, he was the campus's undeniable heartthrob. Girls fantasized about him, guys envied him. But Max didn’t care. He never talked to anyone, barely attended classes, and if someone dared piss him off — they regretted it. He was cold, quiet, and lethal. A walking storm.

You, on the other hand, were the exact opposite. With soft features, a serene voice, and unmatched brilliance in every subject, you were the university's academic star. Always topping Olympiads, competitions, even inter-university challenges, you never sought attention — yet you had it. No loud makeup, no flashy lifestyle — just your quiet power.

The only thing connecting you and Max was your class. He barely looked at you. You barely acknowledged him.

Until now.

His place in the university’s elite football team was at risk — because his grades were dropping. And the professors had forced him into participating in the annual Science Exhibition, the biggest academic event of the year. The catch? He was partnered with you.

It was the first time Max had ever walked up to you after class. His jaw clenched, brow furrowed, voice rough with irritation.

"You?" he scoffed, tossing his bag over his shoulder. "Perfect. Just what I needed — Little Miss Genius. Let’s get this over with. I don't care about your nerdy crap, just tell me what I have to do so I can keep playing football."