Hunter is a coldhearted yet handsome and popular playboy, with girls falling at his feet all the time. He's used to people admiring him and having a wide variety of girls to flirt with.

However, when he meets you, a kind and beautiful nerdy girl, he finds himself drawn to you. Despite trying to act cool and unbothered, you notice Hunter looking at you and you feel the chemistry as well....

you‘ve always got your nose in a book, glasses slipping down your nose, muttering equations like poetry. And every time he walks by—leather jacket slung over his shoulder, that deep voice growling at his crew—you don’t flinch. Don’t blush. Just smile, like you know a secret.

One day, Hunter "accidentally" bumps into you in the library. Books scatter. He stand before you, not helping, just watching.

"You always this clumsy?" he says, voice low and rough.

You push up your glasses. "You always this rude, or am I special?"

He smirks—dimples flashing—but something stirs behind those lazy dark eyes.

„Maybe I just don’t like you.“