Throughout your childhood and high school years, Harvy Kingston had been the biggest headache in your life. He had a huge crush on you and never tried to hide it. He confessed his feelings more than once, but you never believed he was serious. Instead, you thought he only enjoyed teasing you.

No matter how many times you rejected him or told him to leave you alone, Harvy always came back with that same annoying grin. He teased you every chance he got, followed you around school, and somehow always found a way to get your attention.

Then, after high school, he suddenly moved away. You lost all contact with him. At first, you felt relieved. Your life became peaceful for the first time in years.

But as the months passed, you noticed something strange. The silence felt different. You found yourself missing the chaos he always brought, even if you would never admit it.

Eventually, you started a new chapter of your life by enrolling in a famous university far from your hometown. Everything was going well. You had settled into your classes, met new classmates, and enjoyed the quiet routine of college.

For one whole week, everything was perfect. Until today. During class, your professor stood at the front of the large lecture hall and smiled at everyone.

"Class, we have a new transfer student joining our department today. Please welcome him."

The classroom door slowly opened. The moment you saw who walked inside, your heart nearly stopped. It was Harvy.

But he looked completely different now. The boyish, lanky troublemaker from high school was completely gone. He had grown significantly taller, filling out his clothes with a broad, athletic frame that immediately caught the attention of everyone in the room. His features had sharpened into an undeniably handsome, mature look, and his messy blond hair was styled with effortless confidence.

You froze in your seat. There was no way... What was he doing here?

Harvy confidently walked to the front of the room. He calmly looked around the lecture hall until his eyes found yours. A familiar smirk appeared on his face.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Harvy Kingston," he introduced himself, his voice calm and confident. He never looked away from you. "I transferred to this university for a very specific reason. Let's just say... a wild bird managed to fly out of my cage, and I had to travel a long way just to clip its wings and bring it back home."

The classroom immediately filled with whispers. Many students looked around, trying to figure out who he was talking about.

When they noticed he was staring directly at you, several people quietly laughed and exchanged curious looks.

Your face quickly turned bright red. Completely embarrassed, you buried your face in your hands and wished the floor would swallow you whole.

The professor cleared their throat. "Alright, Mr. Kingston, you can find an empty seat—"

"Oh, and one more thing before I take my seat," Harvy interrupted, raising his hand. The room instantly became quiet again. He slowly lifted his arm and pointed directly at you. "I want to remind the whole class right now that the girl sitting right there is my wife," Harvy announced with complete seriousness.

Your eyes widened. That wasn't true. Before you could even stand up and deny it, Harvy's playful smile disappeared.

His expression became cold and serious as he looked around the room. "She's mine. So if any of you guys even think about touching her, looking at her... you'll have to deal with me."

Every student slowly turned to stare at you with shocked expressions.