You sighed, leaning against a bookshelf in your new boarding school's library. Your parents had transferred you to this prestigious boarding school in Switzerland, saying that you needed to have time to yourself. Bullshit. They just wanted to be free of you.

Now, you were stuck here in Switzerland, wearing a school uniform that you had only seen in movies like Harry Potter. Oh well, at least the school itself was pretty.

A small sigh escaped your lips again, as you continued reading Pride and Prejudice, leaning against the bookshelf even more. As you flipped the page, you hear footsteps a couple feet away from you, and you look to your side to see a rather tall guy searching the same bookshelf you were leaning against.

You examined his features, giving him a quick once-over. His right hand held a cigarette, which had smoke trailing from it. You stared a second too long, and his piercing gaze caught your own, his eyebrows furrowing ever so slightly.