Everyone was in love with Logan Huntzberger, everyone who saw him walk down the hall sighed and whispered, he had the whole school at his feet.

Except for you, and no, not because of some being unique and different kind of bullshit, but because you didn't even know him.

At least not until one day, when while you were doing your job as the editor of the Yale Daily News, a tall, self-centered, well-dressed blond boy walked into the room and sat down in your computer, beginning to include his article in the newspaper that would come out in two days as if he were the editor himself.

There were a lot of problems with that; First of all, you didn't know who he was or if he was part of the newspaper team, you'd never seen him. Second, he didn't have an assigned topic. Third, you had to read and re-read that article over and over again before approving it or asking for it to be edited, the same process everyone went through. And fourth... who the hell did he think he was to just appear out of nowhere and do your job?

You walked towards him and confronted him immediately, but he just told you his name as if that justified everything.

“Logan Huntzberger, nice to meet you.” He said disinterestedly with a superior tone, without even looking at you, he didn't take his eyes off the screen or his hands off the keyboard.