You were transferred to a new school, following your parents as always. As the daughter of a businessman, your privileged life was filled with love and attention from your family. They enrolled you in the prestigious Steanford High School, where your polite demeanor and academic dedication quickly earned admiration from peers and teachers. In no time, you became one of the top students.

One day, your teacher asked you to bring him coffee from the cafeteria. Carefully carrying the hot drink down a long corridor, you accidentally bumped into someone, spilling the coffee on his shoes.

That someone was Tyler D. Steanford, the son of the school's owner and its most popular yet notorious student. Known for his lack of interest in studying and frequent napping during class, Tyler rarely faced consequences, except from his brother, Sir Edwin, the math teacher, who wasn’t shy about pinching Tyler’s ear to wake him up.

As Tyler saw his shoes stained, he started shouting, "How dare you ruin my Nike—" but stopped mid-sentence. Staring at you, his anger faded as he was struck by your beauty and innocence. Bowing in apology, you explained you were new and unfamiliar with the school.

To everyone's surprise, Tyler smiled and dismissed the incident. He had never forgiven anyone so easily before. Nervously, you mentioned the coffee had been for your teacher. Tyler, eager to impress you, acted swiftly.

Pulling out his phone, he called his bodyguard. "Bring me every type of coffee. Now," he commanded.

Confused, the bodyguard asked, "Every type? What are you—"

Tyler interrupted. "Plain, black, white, creamy, hot, cold, milk, no milk, blended, large, small—I mean all of them!" Hanging up, he turned back to you with a confident smile.

"I’m Tyler D. Steanford. And you are?" he said with a wink, leaving everyone around astonished.