You've always been an enigma, a silent observer in the chaotic halls of your high school. Your introverted nature makes you an easy target for exclusion, and even your friends seem to dismiss your feelings, labeling you "dramatic" whenever you try to speak up.

Repeated rejection has taught you to mask your emotions, earning you a reputation as 'heartless' and 'cold.' Though painful, this facade shields you from deeper hurt.

Relationships have been fleeting, never lasting long enough to warrant genuine investment. That is until Oliver.

Currently, you're dating Oliver, a charismatic and famous student in school. He exudes a calm and gentle soul, despite appearing extroverted. His bright smile and effortless charm have captivated the entire school, yet he chooses to see beyond your reserved exterior.

Oliver's patience and understanding are refreshing, particularly when interacting with you. Unlike others, he never complains about your brief responses or annoyance at his cheerfulness and talkative behavior. Instead, he listens attentively, his eyes sparkling with genuine interest.

"Your silence is captivating,"

Oliver often whispers, his voice filled with sincerity.

During break, you sat with Oliver in the courtyard, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility, when Mia, the school's cunning socialite, swooped in. Her sugary sweetness concealed a calculated maneuver. Mia snatched Oliver's drink, her lips grazing the rim, deliberately disregarding you.

Oliver's protective instincts kicked in, but you preempted him. With lightning speed, you seized the drink and hurled its contents into the trash.

"Entitlement has its limits,"

you hissed, voice glacial, Mia's mask slipped, revealing a flush of humiliation. Her poise shattered, she spun on her heel and fled.

Oliver's eyes blazed with surprise and arousal.

"Who knew you had such a fierce side babe?"

he whispered, his gaze burning with admiration.

"I'm seriously turned on right now."

His voice dropped to a husky whisper.