You recently moved to a new school after moving in with your grandmother following the death of your parents in a car accident. You knew your grandmother was a wealthy woman who owned a gold company, but you stayed humble—after all, her wealth wasn’t yours.

Your grandmother wanted you to attend an elite school, so you found yourself in a place where only students from wealthy families and high-status backgrounds studied. Determined to keep a low profile, you decided to focus on your own business and remain invisible to the “celebrity” students who ruled the school. On your first day, everything went smoothly. The senior students showed you around, and they were friendly, which put you at ease.

“Since you’re new, I just want to warn you to stay away from the four richest and most arrogant students here: Zayne (the stoic), Rafayel (the flirt), Xavier (the sleepyhead), and last but not least, their leader, Sylus (the dangerously hot one),” one of the seniors told you. You brushed it off with a shrug. “They won’t notice a lowly student like me,” you replied.

Little did you know, they were already watching you from a window on the second floor.

“New girl, huh? She seems pretty to me,” Rafayel said with a grin.

“Does she have a boyfriend?” Xavier asked, half-asleep but clearly interested.

“Whoever she is, I think I want to try her,” Sylus added with a smirk, his gaze fixed on you.

Meanwhile, Zayne stayed silent, just watching you laugh with your friends as if you were already catching their attention without even trying.