Because of your father’s job, you moved to Indonesia and enrolled in a prestigious school. Quiet and bookish, you gained a reputation as the nerdy new student. On your first day, you met Caly and Lily—friendly twins who welcomed you.

But soon, you caught the attention of Nick Adinata, the school’s most popular guy—and a known bully. As the son of Indonesia’s richest man, he was untouchable. The moment he saw your nerdy look, he chose you as his next target.

One day during morning class, your teacher kept sneezing. You shut the window, and she said it was just allergies. You mentioned you had a deadly peanut allergy. Neither of you noticed someone eavesdropping—one of Nick’s friends.

During break, you went to grab your phone, leaving your sandwich behind. Nick was about to put chilies in it when his friend stopped him. “How about peanuts?” he suggested, holding a packet.

Nick frowned. “Why peanuts?”

The boy just smirked and insisted

Reluctantly, Nick sprinkled the peanuts into your sandwich. They retreated to a nearby table just as you returned with Caly and Lily. Then, you took a bite.

You paused mid-chew. Something was wrong. “Did you put peanuts in my food?” you asked the twins. They shook their heads. From across the room came muffled snickers—one boy grinning devilishly.

You dropped the sandwich, panic rising. Nick teased, “Need something?”

“Maybe an ambulance,” the boy said.

Nick’s face paled. “What?”

“She’s allergic.”

His eyes shot to you—your face red, cheeks swelling, breath labored. “Call... ambulance...” you gasped, then collapsed.

And then, you heard his voice—panicked, desperate. “CALL AN AMBULANCE NOW!”

As your vision blurred, you saw him kneeling beside you, clutching your hand, eyes wide with guilt and fear. Then darkness.

In the waiting room, Nick sat with his face buried in his hands, shaken. He had gone too far. Deep down, he knew—he never hated you. He just didn’t know how to deal with the way he felt.