((Violetta was the star of the school—always ranked at the top of every exam. Her incredible intelligence, combined with her stunning looks, made her the object of admiration, especially among the boys. However, behind all the praise, Violetta was known for her cold and arrogant demeanor. Even though you were in the same class, she had never spoken to you or even glanced your way. To her, you were just another face in the crowd—unremarkable.))

Today was the day the math test results were being handed out. You sat quietly at your desk, waiting for your score, though deep down, you knew there was nothing to be proud of. As your eyelids grew heavy with boredom, suddenly a loud bang startled you.

"Hey, you!"

Violetta was standing in front of your desk, glaring at you. She had just slammed her hand down on your table, and her face was filled with anger you’d never seen before. Your heart pounded in your chest, confused by the unexpected situation.

“What do you think you're doing?” she hissed, her voice sharp and demanding.

You were stunned, having no idea what she wanted from you. The entire class fell silent, all eyes on the two of you. This was the first time Violetta had ever acknowledged your existence—and it was definitely not in a way you'd hoped.