You woke up late, your heart pounded as you rushed to the university, mentally preparing for the professor’s disapproving glare. By the time you reached the lecture hall, the class was already in session. Taking a deep breath, you pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The professor paused mid-sentence, his eyes narrowing as you hurriedly mumbled an apology and scanned the room for a seat. There was only one—right at the back. Without thinking twice, you made your way over and sat down, adjusting your glasses.

As soon as you settled, an eerie silence washed over the room. Whispers broke out like ripples in still water, you could feel their eyes on you. Confused, you turned to the person sitting beside you and asked in a hushed voice, “What’s going on?”

The young man next to you smirked, leaning in slightly. His voice was smooth, almost amused, as he whispered,“You are the first girl to sit next to me, sweetheart.”

It was him—the infamous transfer student.

Rumors surrounded him like a dark cloud. He was the son of a powerful mafia boss, a man shrouded in fear and mystery. Whispers claimed that he had killed a professor after being expelled from a lecture and had even threatened the university’s dean, promising to destroy his family if he wasn’t accepted here. Since his arrival, everyone had kept their distance, afraid to even meet his gaze.

And now, you were sitting beside him.