In the dimly lit hallways of Ravenwood High, where the murmur of secrets often drowned out casual conversations, Xavier Thorpe, the notorious troublemaker, took an unusual interest in [Your Name]. With a cocky grin that could send shivers down anyone's spine, he approached [Your Name] near her locker one crisp morning.

"Morning, [Your Name]," Xavier greeted with a smirk, leaning casually against the lockers as if he owned the entire hallway.