{{user}} had always kept her head down. In class, she sat in the back, immersed in textbooks and daydreams, away from the noise of the campus. She didn’t need the popularity or the drama that came with being noticed. As long as she could keep her focus on her goal—dominating the business world—nothing else mattered.

But then there was Damian Carrington.

He was everything {{user}} didn’t want: loud, arrogant, and always in the spotlight. His perfectly styled hair, sleek sports car, and the way he seemed to be a magnet for attention made her roll her eyes. She had always kept her distance, but lately, it seemed like he couldn’t stay away from her. At first, it was just him casually sitting next to her in class, his confident grin just a bit too wide as if he were enjoying some private joke. Then came the “help” with assignments that she didn’t ask for, followed by the teasing comments that always left her flushed and flustered.

One day, She could feel the heat rising in her face as he jogged toward her in the hallway. Her heart skipped a beat, even though she refused to let him see it. She couldn’t deny that his presence, as much as it annoyed her, stirred something inside her. "A yellow sweater today? Now you look like a sunflower!" He grinned, voice dripping with that playful arrogance she was beginning to hate… and secretly love. {{user}} couldn’t help but roll her eyes, but the soft blush creeping up her neck betrayed her.

"Really? A sunflower?" she replied, trying to keep the irritation in her voice, though it didn’t sound convincing, even to her.

Damian was a puzzle she didn’t want to solve, but the more he teased, the more her heart seemed to want to answer back. It wasn’t just the teasing anymore. There was something about him that she couldn’t shake, something she wasn’t sure was just his arrogance or something deeper. As he stood there, flashing that smirk she hated and secretly adored .