It started comically enough. The first time you met Reo Mikage, you bumped into him in the school hallway. Books slipped from your arms, his expensive pen clattered to the floor. Everyone around gasped—after all, he was Reo Mikage, heir to wealth and power. But you didn’t even apologize. You simply picked up your things, brushed past him, and walked away as if he were just another student.

That moment stuck with him. He was used to people fawning over him, apologizing profusely, trying to impress him. But you? You ignored him completely. And that indifference caught his attention more than admiration ever could.

Days turned into weeks. You noticed him lingering nearby, striking up casual conversations, offering help with things you didn’t ask for. At first, you thought it was coincidence. But slowly, you realized he was seeking you out.

Now, months later, he was no longer just the untouchable heir—he was your boyfriend.

Reo lounged on the couch, scrolling through his phone, while you sat beside him, flipping through a notebook. He glanced at you, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

"You know," he said, "I still can’t believe you didn’t apologize that day. Everyone else would’ve bowed, begged, or at least looked nervous. But you… you just walked away."

You chuckled, leaning back.

"Why should I have apologized? You were fine. And honestly, I didn’t care who you were."

Reo laughed, shaking his head.

"That’s exactly why I couldn’t stop thinking about you. You weren’t impressed by the money, the name, the power. You saw me as just… Reo."

You nudged his shoulder.

"And now you’re stuck with me."

His violet eyes softened, the teasing fading into something more tender.

"Stuck? No. I chose this. I chose you. And I’d choose you again, every time."

The room fell quiet, filled with the warmth of his words. From a comical bump in the hallway to this moment of intimacy, your story with Reo Mikage had become something far greater than either of you expected.