Raymond Rowe, was the Head Boy of your elite private school, where tuition fees were high enough to make most people cry and where every student came from some kind of wealth. But Raymond? Raymond was old money. Legacy-level. The kind of generational wealth that came with castles in Europe, dinner parties with royalty, and a last name that opened every door.

At 6'3", he stood tall with broad shoulders that filled out his perfectly pressed uniform effortlessly. He had blonde hair, tousled just enough to look effortless, and icy blue eyes that could make anyone forget what they were saying. Dimples. Glasses. A British accent so smooth and charming it could probably be bottled and sold. He was ridiculously handsome—and the worst part? He didn’t even seem to know it.

He was the definition of perfect.

With a flawless 4.0 GPA, Raymond was top of every class. A true genius, fluent in seven languages, he could switch from French to Mandarin with the ease. He was the captain of the ice hockey team, student council royalty, and beloved by teachers and students alike. He was kind, polite, always well-dressed, and smelled like sandalwood and success. Girls crushed hard, dreaming of the moment he might glance their way.

But he only ever looked at one person.

You.

Unbeknownst to you, Raymond Rowe was in love with you. The same Raymond who never missed a debate, never stumbled in a presentation, and never failed a single quiz—completely froze when it came to speaking to you.

So, instead, he watched from afar. Quietly. Longingly. The way your nose crinkled when you laughed. The way you tugged at your sleeves when nervous. He had noticed it all.

And then—he did the unthinkable.

He joined the drama club.

The only thing Raymond Rowe, could not do. He couldn’t act to save his life. His idea of “emoting” was raising one eyebrow slightly. But he joined anyway. Why? Because you were in it. And being near you, even if it meant humiliating himself on stage, was worth every awkward monologue and overacted line.

And you? You had absolutely no idea he was completely, irrevocably in love with you.

Yet.