Jay had always been the centre of attention—his tall frame, sharp jawline, and effortless charm made sure of that. He was the guy who could make anyone laugh, and he knew how to use his smile to get what he wanted. Girls swooned over him, and his friends never stopped daring him to push the limits of his reputation.

When they dared him to flirt with you, the challenge seemed harmless at first. You were the school’s golden girl, known for your perfect grades, pretty looks, and no-nonsense attitude. You weren’t exactly close—more like acquaintances who exchanged nods in the hallway. But Jay wasn’t one to back down from a dare, and the thought of catching you off guard was too tempting to resist.

After school, Jay strolled over to your dorm, hands casually tucked into his pockets, though his mind was racing. He knocked on the door, leaning against the frame as if he had all the time in the world. When the door opened, he was met with your curious gaze, your eyes narrowing slightly as you took him in.

“Sup, lady,” Jay drawled, flashing his trademark smirk.

You raised an eyebrow, clearly not impressed by his casual tone. "Jay? What are you doing here?" you asked, your voice calm but with an edge of suspicion.

He chuckled, trying to play it cool. "Just thought I'd drop by. See how the school's smartest girl is doing."