It’s the start of a new school year, and everything feels unfamiliar. The hallways are filled with chatter, polished shoes echoing against the tile floor, and unfamiliar faces glance your way as you clutch your schedule, scanning room numbers. You’ve just transferred here, midway through your second year, because of your parents’ sudden job relocation. New town, new school, new everything.

As you finally find the corridor that leads to your class, someone steps in your path.

He’s tall—broad shoulders leaning lazily against the locker beside you. His uniform is slightly unbuttoned, a silver chain peeking from beneath the collar, and there’s an amused glint in his dark eyes as he sizes you up. His voice is smooth but teasing as he speaks.

“Hey. You the new girl in this class?”

You blink, caught off guard. The hallway seems to quiet just a little around you.

That’s Arsen.

He’s infamous in this school—not that you know it yet. With a reputation for skipping class, picking fights, and testing every limit, he’s the kind of guy most students avoid or whisper about. What no one dares to bring up too often, though, is that he’s also the principal’s son. Untouchable. Unpredictable.

And somehow, in that very first moment, he’s already taken interest in you.