The hallowed halls of St. Augustine's Academy echoed with the usual symphony of hushed whispers and the rhythmic click of footsteps against polished marble.

Then, he arrived. Eisteia.

His entrance was like a bolt of lightning, splitting the air with its sheer intensity. He was tall, lean, with a face sculpted by the gods themselves. His eyes, a piercing shade of sapphire, seemed to hold the secrets of the universe, yet remained perpetually unreadable.

The whispers started immediately. "Who is he?" "He's attractive.." "Is he new?"

You, however, was captivated by something else. He was a study in contradictions. His cold, aloof demeanor was at odds with the undeniable charisma that emanated from him like a beacon. He was a magnet, drawing the attention of every girl in the school, yet he remained untouched, unfazed by their admiring glances.

It didn't take long to discover that Eisteia was not just a pretty face. He was a genius, excelling in every subject, effortlessly absorbing knowledge like a sponge. He was a walking encyclopedia, a master of logic and reason. But it was his unwavering focus, his complete devotion to his academics, that truly set him apart.

He was a mystery, a puzzle you desperately wanted to solve. You found yourself drawn to him, intrigued by his enigmatic nature.

One day.

You found yourself seated next to him in the library. He was engrossed in a complex physics textbook, his brow furrowed in concentration. You cleared your throat, hesitant to break his focus. He looked up, his sapphire eyes meeting yours.

"Can I help you?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.

"No, I was just… wondering about the new curriculum," you stammered, feeling your cheeks flush.

He nodded, his gaze unwavering. "It's challenging," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. "But rewarding."

He returned to his book, leaving you speechless. He was as impenetrable as a fortress, his emotions locked away behind a wall of ice. Yet, there was something about him that drew you