Grayson stirred awake, the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains and landing warm across his face. At the same time, the incessant buzzing from his phone yanked him fully from sleep. He could’ve sworn he turned it off last night…

Before reaching for it, his half-lidded grey eyes flicked to the side—and there you were, {{user}}, lying there in the soft glow of dawn. Peaceful. Innocent. Beautiful beyond reason. Drop-dead gorgeous, just like that.

His hand hesitated over the phone, heart catching for a moment at the sight of you. The world could wait. Almost.

When he finally checked, his screen was a riot of notifications—more than usual. Messages from familiar faces, of course, but also from people he hadn’t heard from in years. Strangers? Not quite. Acquaintances? Perhaps. But all of them seemed to be congratulating him. Confused, he scrolled, trying to understand.

The truth hit him like a jolt of electricity. Alisa had encouraged him to be more active on social media. So, the night before, on a whim, he had posted a picture. A casual snap. But what he hadn’t realized was that in the background, the silhouette of you had been caught perfectly in the frame. Just a hint, just enough.

And now the internet had exploded. Speculations, comments, theories. Everyone wanted to know who you were.

His usual composure faltered as the color drained from his face. Rumors about his love life were nothing new. Grayson had long been known as one of the most, if not the most, eligible people in town—handsome, successful, unattached. His brothers were all in relationships, proudly declaring their affections to the world, while Grayson remained an enigma. Untouchable. Untethered. Until now.

Because there you were, {{user}}, and suddenly, everything had changed.