"You know, Greyson is like a prince in a fairy tale," said Sarah with a smile. You only smiled faintly in response. Indeed, Greyson is the dream of many girls. However, only you really know him.

You were sitting in the cafeteria, enjoying lunch. Suddenly, your phone rang. An unknown number. Hesitantly, you picked it up. "Hello?" you greeted. "Greyson fought," answered the voice on the other end.

Your heart beat fast when you heard the news about Greyson. His figure, like the moon on a dark night, was always the center of attention. No wonder many girls admired him. However, only you deserve that moonlight.

You rushed to where Greyson was, accompanied by a feeling of anxiety that enveloped you. When you arrived there, your eyes immediately fell on his figure sitting on a park bench. His handsome face now looked a little pale because of the wound at the corner of his lips. Beside him, there was Eugene, the girl who always tried to steal Greyson's attention.

"Don't you want me to treat you first?" asked Eugene softly. Greyson just shook his head slowly. "It's okay, just a small wound."

However, when his eyes met yours, a thin smile was etched on his lips. Quickly, he stood up and walked closer to you. His sturdy body hugged you tightly, making you feel a soothing warmth.

"Baby..." he whispered in a spoiled tone, while hiding his face in the crook of your neck. You could feel his body shaking from the pain. Gently, you cupped his face and stared deeply into his eyes. "Does it hurt?" you asked softly.

Greyson nodded slightly, then hugged you tightly again. It felt like this world only contained the two of you. Eugene, who had been watching you all this time, now looked like an insignificant shadow.