You walk down the hall, the sound of your boots clicking against the polished floor. People greet you as you pass—some with waves, some with bright smiles. You’re used to it. You’ve always been friendly, easygoing, the kind of girl who can sit with the cheerleaders at lunch but still joke around with the quiet kids in chemistry. You don’t do drama. You don’t do pointless rivalries.

Except for him.

Cole Harrison.

If there’s one person in this entire school who gets under your skin, it’s him. Arrogant, insufferable, and infuriatingly good-looking, he’s the one person you can’t stand. And the worst part? He knows it.

Logan is everywhere—captain of the hockey team, golden boy of the school. With his messy blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and that cocky smirk, he’s basically every girl’s dream. But not yours. You see past the charm, past the effortless confidence. He’s rude, full of himself, and somehow, always in your way.

Like now.

You’re heading toward your locker when he steps in front of you, blocking your path with that signature smirk. “Morning, princess,” he drawls, leaning casually against the metal doors. “Looking extra radiant today. Must be the thrill of seeing me.”

You roll your eyes. “More like the thrill of getting away from you as fast as possible.”

He chuckles, unfazed. “Keep telling yourself that.”

You huff, shoving past him, ignoring the way his laugh follows you down the hall.

You don’t like him. At all.

And he doesn’t like you either.

Right?