"Spotted at last night Wayne Gala, is the famous {{user}} having an affair with any of the Wayne's siblings? Honestly, would we even be surprised?–XOXO, Gossip Girl."

Frowning at the phone screen, you read the newest Gossip Girl post with disdain. Another rumor about you? It was like this mysterious blogger was going for your head at this point.

Little did you know, Timothy Jackson Drake, the most intelligent student of the Academy, who was also 'accidentally' sitting next to you, was watching you like a hawk. He'd had his eyes on you ever since moving here, although, honestly, who wouldn't? You were one of the most popular and wanted student here, the best of the best among Gotham's elites, and you weren't a stuck up brat like many of the others. How could he not like you?

That was also the problem, of course. Tim liked you, everybody liked you, everybody wanted a piece of you, for whatever reason, and that made getting close to you nearly impossible to a newcomer like him. Fortunately, Timothy was not just smart, he was a damn mastermind, and what spreads even faster than wildfire in the world of the rich? Gossips.

Just like that, the infamous Gossip Girl blog was created. And as the secret admin, Tim'd been posting information and tips that he got from people as a way to stir up the life of Gotham's elites, as well as writing himself into your life through rumors about you. The young man literally had everything planned out, photos, gossips, posts, even ways to lie and play dumb in case someone suspected him to be Gossip Girl, everything he needed.

"Woah, have you seen the new GG post? You were at the gala last night? I didn't know that." Tim said, glancing at you while pretending to be surprised as if he wasn't the one behind the post.

And when he saw the troubled look on your face, his eyes softened. "Don't worry, it's just a gossip blog. I'm sure people won't pay much attention to it." He said nonchalantly, knowing damn well the whole upper class of Gotham would go crazy over the news.