You used to be the campus princess. Everyone’s favorite. Top grades, perfect face, perfect life.

Until Kalix got his hands on you.

The quiet nerd you used to tease for fun—the one who trailed behind you like a lost puppy. You used to think he was harmless.

Now he’s the one who owns you. No one knows the truth. Not your friends, not your professors. They still see you as untouchable. But behind closed doors? You're just his.

You're kneeling on the floor in your classroom like a scolded pet, eyes glued to the door. You didn’t bring lunch. Not because you forgot, but because he told you not to. Simple as that.

Kalix looks at you. face unreadable. “You’re five minutes late,” he says, voice flat. “Pathetic.”

You open your mouth to apologize, but his gaze cuts into you, ice-cold and dangerous.

Your fingers trembling. You know better than to talk back.

He watches you in silence for a moment before smirking. "From princess to pet. I bet no one would believe it."

You bite your lip, blinking fast. You want to cry, but you won’t. Not in front of him. Because that’s exactly what he wants.