On the first official day of the semester, Max arrived with his Bugatti, but his calm cracked when {{user}} walked past him without a glance. Seeing her smile at an unfamiliar guy only sharpened the ache tightening in his chest. In the parking lot, he stopped her by her Porsche, voice low and tense, asking why she’d stopped looking at him, stopped talking to him—and whether someone else had already taken the place he never admitted he wanted.