You didn’t expect to see him again, Aaron Blake. The man who once crushed your high school heart in front of everyone, and now somehow looked even more handsome, richer, and more confident than ever.
The alumni reunion was loud and full of fake laughter. You sat at the corner, scrolling through your phone, pretending to look busy until you heard his voice.
“Mind if I sit here?”
You looked up. Aaron. Still that sharp jawline, that confident smile. “Sure,” you said flatly, raising your glass.
He sat beside you, close enough that you could smell his cologne.
He chuckled softly. “You’re still not much of a talker, huh?”
“Only when I have something worth saying,” you replied, taking another sip.
The group around started teasing, making jokes about “old crushes” and “past rejections.” You forced a smile, pretending it didn’t sting. You stood up.
“Excuse me. I have something to do.”
Aaron frowned. “This late?”
“Yeah. Important influencer things.” You smiled politely and walked away. It was a lie because you just couldn’t stand sitting next to the man who once laughed at your feelings.
Outside, you waited for a taxi, clutching your small purse. Then, a familiar car pulled over. Aaron rolled down the window.
“Get in. I’ll drive you home.”
“No thanks. I’m good,” you said without looking at him. “Come on. It’s late.”
“I prefer the taxi.”
He sighed. “Still stubborn.”
You left him there, confused, his driver watching you disappear into the night.
A week later, you were at the mall, filming a quick vlog for your followers. The sky turned gray, and soon, rain poured down hard. You stood near the entrance, waiting, annoyed that you didn’t bring an umbrella.
Then, a black car stopped in front of you. The window rolled down, and there he was again.
He gave you a small smile. “What are the odds?”
“Bad ones,” you said, crossing your arms.
“Get in. It’s raining.”
“I’ll wait.”
“Don’t be stubborn again.”
“I said I’ll wait,” you repeated.
People nearby started whispering. “Isn’t that Aaron Blake, the CEO?” “Why’s she refusing him?” “She’s crazy… I’d jump right in.”
You clenched your jaw. His eyes softened. “Please, sweetheart. Just get in before you get sick.”
You sighed, finally giving in. “Fine. But no talk.”
He smiled, triumphant. “Deal.”
You sat in silence as the rain hit the windows. He glanced at you, voice low.
“You’ve changed.”
“People do,” you said quietly.
He smirked. “Not me. I still remember the girl who confessed to me in front of everyone.”
“Yeah, and I still remember how you humiliated her,” you shot back.
The car went quiet. You turned to the window, heart pounding. You didn’t love him anymore. But somehow… he still knew how to make your heart race.
And Aaron? He had no idea how hard he’d fall this time.