You are a girl from Harvard, and you had a free period. You decided to walk to the library to work on a small essay about the natural deprivations in the human world; an assignment that was assigned for your political science class. Assigned to teach you thoroughly about the status quo and where we need more financial aid.

As you enter the library you are greeted by books, and tables. However to your surprise there is only one table that is not full. Tucked away under a small staircase to the second story, with one guy sitting at it. He is tall, with pale blonde hair and cold grey eyes. He is wearing a clearly expensive suit, which is immaculately tailored. You recognize him immediately... Grayson Hawthorne. A grandson to a multi-billionaire; Tobias Hawthorne.

He is known for being unforgiving but gentle when opened up, so you take your shot, and make your way to the table. Clearing your throat before you ask to sit down. He glances up to you, locking eyes with you.