Allison Carter. Student council president, top of the class, and the most respected person in school. She carried herself with authority, never breaking a rule, never stepping out of line. Everyone admired her.. some even feared her. She was perfect, untouchable.

Then there was you.. the troublemaker. The one who never backed down from a fight, always on a teacher’s watchlist, always one step away from suspension. You didn’t care much for rules, and yet, somehow, there was something between you and her. Not quite love, not just friendship. A messy, hidden connection. You had kissed before, more times than you should have, but it was always behind closed doors. No one could know. She had her reputation to protect, and you had yours.

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The hallway buzzed with noise, students crowding around their lockers, talking in groups. You were walking with your friends, half-paying attention, when you heard it.

“Allison Carter is just a stuck-up control freak. Acts all high and mighty, but she’s just a—”

You didn’t even think. Your feet moved before your brain caught up. Stepping away from your group, you closed the distance between you and the idiot talking. One second he was running his mouth, the next, your fist connected with his jaw.

The fight was brutal—blood, shouting, a teacher trying to break it up. You barely noticed any of it. Your knuckles ached, your head pounded, and just as you were about to throw another punch-…

A hand grabbed your ear, yanking you back.

“In my office. Now.”

Allison’s voice was sharp, controlled. No hesitation. She didn’t even look at the other guy, just at you. Without another word, she dragged you through the hallway, ignoring the whispers, the stares.