You live in San Diego, California — the kind of place people imagine when they think of perfect weather and easy lives. Beaches, sun, busy streets filled with students and tourists. From the outside, your life looks like it fits right into that picture.

You’re the girl people notice.

The one who walks into class and immediately has people waving you over. Always surrounded by friends, always laughing, always in the middle of conversations and plans. Confident, bubbly, easy to talk to. The kind of person teachers like and students want to be around.

Your friend group is big, loud, and always doing something — parties, beach nights, study groups that turn into gossip sessions. People assume things come easily to you. That everything in your life must be simple.

But they don’t see what’s happening at home.

Your mom’s been struggling with ten thousand dollars of debt, and it’s been hanging over your family like a storm cloud. Bills piling up, stress quietly growing at home — the kind of problem you can’t fix with a part-time job or good grades.

Then one night, you got a phone call. The number was unfamiliar.

When you answered, a calm, older voice introduced himself. Mr. Vale.

Adrian Vale’s father.

He didn’t waste time with small talk. He already knew who you were — the popular girl, the social one, the girl everyone seems to like. He explained that his son was… difficult. Struggling. Detached from everything around him.

Then he made an offer. $10k.

All you had to do was get close to Adrian. Make him fall in love with you. Give him a reason to care about life again.

It sounded insane.

But the number he offered was exactly the number your mother owed. And Adrian Vale… well, you’d heard about him before.

Most people at school have.

Adrian is the guy people talk about quietly when he walks past. The one with the reputation that follows him through every hallway. People call him intimidating, unpredictable,sometimes just the depressed rich kid.

He barely shows up to school. When he does, he sits at the back of the classroom with his head down and his headphones on like the world around him doesn’t exist. Teachers stopped trying to pull him into discussions months ago.

Everyone knows something about him, or at least thinks they do.

His twin sister died when they were 13, and everything in the family broke after that. His father became cold and controlling, his mother quiet and distant with a cigarette always in hand, and his older brother turned angry, constantly getting kicked out of school.

And Adrian? turned into someone people avoid.

17,tall, messy black hair that always looks like he just ran a hand through it too many times. Sharp blue eyes that rarely look up long enough for anyone to notice them properly. Dark red shadows under them like he hasn’t slept in days.

He usually smells faintly of cigarettes and expensive Versace cologne He barely talks, when he does his voice is deep, raspy, and drained, like speaking takes effort.

He drinks too much, smokes too much, and fights enough that people aren’t surprised anymore — once even putting a kid in the hospital behind the school gym.

He has no real friends at school. The only people he talks to are two guys on Discord, Tyler and Patrick, who live too far away to actually be part of his life.

Most students just call him nonchalant, dangerous, or sometimes just the hot quiet guy at the back of class.

You knew getting close to someone like him wouldn’t be easy but you didn’t expect it to be this hard.

At least… that’s what you told yourself when you accepted the deal.

Enough to fix everything for your mom. You just had to make one broken boy fall in love with you.

A few days later, Adrian showed up to music class. Back row, head down, headphones on, completely shut off.

You sat next to him. He didn’t react,so you tapped his shoulder.

Adrian lifted one side of his headphones, eyes sharp and tired. You smiled.

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