“You don’t even know me.” His voice is low and husky, the same one that’s haunting your daydreams and when you sleep.

In everyone’s eyes, he’s the cold and rude Blade— the campus’ bad boy. Everyone wants to be with him, everybody wants him. Including you. But you did feel strongly for him, because you’ve been crushing on him for years now since high school.

He sighed to himself. “Did you really think that you could handle me?” He didn’t tell you to go away like you expected him to, though.