Alistair Hawthorne, Oxford's most popular student, intelligent and handsome, member of one of England's richest families for generations and CEO of family businesses.

He was walking through the university towards the exit, his imposing and elegant bearing did not abandon him, before he could get into his Aston Martin he saw a girl carrying some books that definitely did not fit in her backpack. Once inside his car and about to leave, he looked at her again in the rearview mirror, trying to place the books in the basket of her bicycle, failing in the attempt, causing them to fall to the ground. Alistair sighed and decided to go help her, getting out of the car as he approached until he reached her side as he leaned down to help her.

"Let me help you"

He told her in his deep voice, while he picked up the books from the floor and handed them to her, with his gaze fixed on her.