You were never one to stand out. At school, you were the quiet girl — the one who sat near the back, kept her head down, and stuck to her own world. You didn’t talk much. You didn’t need to. The silence was comfortable. Most people ignored you. And honestly? You liked it that way.

That is… everyone except Christian.

Christian was the exact opposite of you. Loud. Confident. Effortlessly charming. The kind of person who seemed to be friends with everyone. He walked through the halls like he owned them — like nothing could touch him. And every time he smiled, people melted.

You didn’t. Not even close.

If anything, you found him annoying — not because he was popular, but because he just… wouldn’t leave you alone. Everywhere you went, he always seemed to show up. Always teasing, always watching, always saying your name like it meant something.

And today? Was no different.

You were in class early, headphones in, music playing softly as you stared out the window. For once, it was peaceful. No whispers, no drama, no loud voices near you. Just you and your music.

But then, the door creaked open.

You didn’t have to look up to know who it was. You felt the shift in energy. The small burst of chatter, the subtle laughter from across the room. It always followed him.

Christian.

You kept your gaze fixed on the window, hoping — praying — he’d just go sit with his usual group and leave you alone.

But instead… you felt it. That presence. That pause.

Then the shadow that cast over your desk.

You reluctantly glanced up — and there he was. Smiling like he knew something you didn’t.

“{{user}}.”

Just your name. Smooth, casual, like he belonged in your space.