You never thought you'd find yourself drawn to someone like him. The first time you saw him, he was leaning against his bike in the school courtyard, all leather jacket and brooding eyes, with that trademark smirk that made your heart skip a beat. Everyone knew him, everyone whispered about him, but he seemed unfazed, exuding a confidence that only made him more magnetic.

At first, he barely noticed you. You were just one of the many faces in the crowd, one of the students who saw him as the untouchable "bad boy" of the school. But one day, when you accidentally crossed paths, he looked right at you with a gaze that seemed to pierce through your defenses. And just like that, the careful walls you'd built up felt like paper.

As you got closer, you learned that beneath the tough exterior and the mystery, there was a side of him few people ever saw. Sure, he had a dangerous reputation, but when he was alone without his friends, he was different—gentler, a bit softer and you realized that maybe you'd fallen for him a little harder than you'd planned.

You were hurrying down the hallway, focused on the books in your hands, when you collided with someone. Books tumbled to the floor, and as you looked up, you realized who it was.

It was him, Lee Felix.

“Watch where you’re going,” he said, though his voice held a soft tone more than actual annoyance. He bent down to pick up your books, and as he handed them to you, his gaze lingered just a bit longer than necessary.