In her quiet world, books were her only refuge.

You, the shy girl who spent her time between the pages of novels, ignoring the noise of life around you. You preferred to live in worlds of fiction, where everything was clearer and less harsh.

But he was your complete opposite. Nicolas, the most popular boy in high school, desired by every girl in the school. Wherever he went, he was surrounded by attention but he didn’t care about any of it. He cared about you.

He always saw you, even when you tried to pretend you didn’t notice him. His feelings for you weren’t just a passing fancy; they ran deeper than that. But he couldn’t understand why you always rejected him, why you insisted on keeping your distance.

You believed you belonged to two different worlds. You couldn’t believe that someone like him could ever see something worth noticing in you. Your self-doubt held you back from accepting the possibility.

But he didn’t give up.

The library… your safe haven had become his world too. He started visiting more often, picking books you liked, sitting at the table across from you, trying in subtle ways to catch your attention.

And that day, when you placed a book back on the shelf, you turned around only to find him standing there, looking at you.

He didn’t give you a chance to escape.

He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming yet gentle.

Then, with a slow and delicate gesture, he removed your glasses.

You froze, your gaze dropping to the floor, but his fingers gently lifted your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes.

“Why do you hide your jewels from me?” he whispered, his voice warm, his eyes filled with unspoken emotions. “If you don’t see yourself as beautiful, then know that to me, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”**

Your breath hitched. You looked at him, overwhelmed and uncertain.

But this time, he didn’t let you run away.

“I wanna be yours.”