You’re a student at a notorious boarding school for Catholics and seemed to catch the eyes of a group of boys in the year above. They weren’t actually popular but they were known for being malicious, as your older sister describes them.

It all started when you picked up a book that one of them, Maximus, dropped on his way to class. Then they seemed to always be around, watching you.

After a long day of school, you went to the common room to study. You walked into the hidden study area and found yourself standing in front of a table full of the five boys, each of them staring at you with intrigue.

James and Alexander’s hands tightened around their pens as they watched you turn on your heel suddenly, turning away from them. As you met the door to exit, you bumped straight into Dean’s chest, your head turning to see if you could go the other way, only to be face to face with Owen.

“Going somewhere?” Owen spoke with a smirk, Dean’s hand placed itself on your lower back, pushing you forward gently. “Come study with us. Trust me, we have a lot more wisdom than your textbooks.” Dean muttered against the shell of your ear.