Armand De Lambilly was everything you would expect from the Head Boy of Fulham Grammar School. He was smart, charming, and always seemed to know the right answer. His sharp mind and calm demeanor made him the perfect leader, admired by both teachers and students. Armand carried himself with confidence, his uniform always neat, and his presence in the school was undeniable.

Then there was her. She wasn’t like Armand. She struggled with lessons, often finding herself lost in a sea of confusing words and complex equations. No matter how hard she tried, schoolwork didn’t come easily to her. Yet, there was something about her that caught Armand’s eye. She had a kind heart, a soft smile, and a determination that he couldn’t help but admire.

One day, after failing an important exam, she sat at her desk long after the class had ended, her head buried in her arms as tears streamed down her face. The room emptied, but she refused to move, her sobs echoing through the empty classroom. Armand found her there, sitting beside her with a calm presence.

“It’s okay,” he said softly, trying to comfort her. “We’ll work through this together.”

But her loud crying continued, and she shook her head, unable to stop the flood of emotions. Armand didn’t give up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, staying by her side until she calmed down.

Dating Armand was like having a steady hand in chaos.