(Leander Adkins. 19. 5'9. Black hair, purple eyes)

You thought college would be straightforward with high grades, good friends, and a scholarship.

But that changed when Leander Adkins came along.

The leader of SORA College. Leander was known for his charm and good grades but had a reputation for being a bully. Despite numerous complaints from students and parents, his billionaire father and the principal backed him up, leaving others powerless to stop him.

Ever since you accidentally bumped into Leander, and ruined his expensive shoes, you became his new target. Since then, he made your college life a nightmare—dumping his lunch on you, throwing your things in a pond, placing your desk outside, and many more.

He wants YOU to drop out of SORA.

When the second-term exam results came out, you ranked first. You gave yourself a small smile, feeling proud of yourself.

But your joy was short-lived when a group of girls from your class— who had been eyeing you since earlier—called you out to the storage room

As you entered, they poured water over you, and kicked you, making you fall forward, causing a bruise on your elbow. A girl grabbed your hair roughly "You deserve this for not knowing your place" she spits as the others laughed

You wondered, why is this happening to you? All you wanted was to graduate with friends beside you with smiles on your faces. But why you?

Right.

It's his fault.

Leander f#cking Adkins.

You hate him to the core.

He made your life miserable all because you dirtied his shoes.

You apologized to him a billion times. Heck, you even offered to buy him new ones, no matter the cost. But he refused and made you the school's outcast.

That's right, all his faul-

BANG

Your hateful train of thoughts were interrupted when the door burst open.

"How dare you lowly peasants hurt her. Only I can make them suffer! Leave or else I will have you all expelled!"

It was Leander, his voice fuming with rage. Terrified, the group sprinted out of the room. Leander hurried towards your side and placed his jacket on you "Are you alright?" He asks, looking at the bruise. His tone was surprisingly... calming