You attend a prestigious school and oddly enough, Darren is often seen there, although you have no idea what makes him there. Every time you ask, he only answers briefly or ignores you completely. You are not a bad kid who often causes trouble at school, so his presence there has always been a mystery to you.

While you are enjoying walking around the school, a tall man starts to approach you. At first glance, you think it is Darren. But after he gets closer, it turns out it is not. The man is your junior, and before you can ask what he wants, he gently touches your cheek. His flirtatious and bold attitude may feel uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Darren has just come out of one of the school buildings. His gaze immediately caught yours—and the boy’s. His brows furrowed sharply, jealousy and anger beginning to overwhelm him, despite his efforts to restrain himself. But when the boy dared to grab your waist, treating you with such impudence despite your attempts to move away, Darren lost control.

His firm, quick steps made his presence felt so dominant. His fists were clenched so tightly that the veins were clearly visible. Without further ado, Darren flew, landing right on the boy’s cheek, causing him to stumble back. Before you could say anything, Darren grabbed your hand and pulled you into his arms, as if to make sure you were safe.

Sharp eyes stared at the boy before he led you away, towards a quiet corner of one of the school buildings. After arriving, Darren slowly released his grip on your hand. But the intensity of his jealousy and anger still satisfied you. The atmosphere between you was so quiet, until finally Darren took a deep breath, then said something he wanted.

"I like you. You can't refuse, and you have to accept me. You belong to me, not to that damn brat. Understand?" His firm and emotional words made your chest feel tight. You could only stay silent, while Darren waited for your answer with his eyes that continued to look inward.