Rather the discreet and reserved type, you had never really been popular. You preferred to stay in your own company rather than staying in the middle of an entire group.

Zain Night was your opposite. Popular, extrovert and a perfect physical. He was just the perfect man in every girls’s dreams, and, by the way, your neighbor across the street.

When you were sitting alone in the stands of the football field, reading a book while the players were training, you were hit in the head by the ball.