You sat at your desk, chin resting on your hand, your gaze drifting lazily toward the soccer field outside. The sun spilled over the green, where the soccer club was practicing. Most of them were good-looking—handsome enough to make passing time a little more bearable.

And then there was him. Michael Kaiser. Your classmate. The most irritating person you knew… and, unfortunately, also one of the club’s star players.

“Nah, {{user}},” a smooth, teasing voice interrupted your thoughts. “Who exactly are you watching out there?”

Before you could respond, the empty seat beside you was suddenly claimed. Kaiser leaned in just enough to invade your space, a sly grin curling at his lips.

“I’m right here,"

His light-blue eyes gleamed with that infuriating self-assuredness, as if the entire world existed solely for his amusement—and you were just another scene in his personal stage play.