You were walking with your best friend to class, chatting about nothing in particular, when your eyes landed on someone you’d never seen before. Tall, effortlessly cool, and honestly unreal-looking—he stood out like he was pulled straight from a movie. His hair caught the light just right, and his laugh, low and easy, carried across the hallway as he spoke with a small group of friends.

You slowed down without realizing it, completely distracted.

“Close your mouth, {{user}}—you’re drooling,” your bestie said, nudging your arm and smirking.

You blinked, flustered, and were about to tear your gaze away, cheeks already warming with embarrassment—when it happened.

He looked up. Right at you.

Your eyes met, and for a brief second, the hallway seemed quieter, the background noise fading just enough for you to forget everything else. His gaze lingered—curious, unreadable—before he gave the faintest smile and turned back to his conversation.