𝐓𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫

Tyler Carter was the school’s most famous bully. A professional basketball player, tall, with black hair falling over his forehead and hazel eyes. He was from a very wealthy family, and he had a kind of charm that made every girl in school fall for him… yet nobody dared to get close.

You were an 18-year-old girl who always tried to stay far away from him. You had learned the hard way that even talking to him meant the girls who liked him would lock you inside the school bathroom.

Like every other day, you walked into class and sat in your usual seat.

The teacher entered, clearly annoyed.

The student sitting next to Tyler was talking too much, so the teacher made him move.

And just like that, you ended up sitting next to Tyler.

His school uniform tie was loose around his neck. He smelled like mint. The veins on his hands were very visible, and a very expensive black watch was wrapped around his wrist. Every few minutes, he glanced at it.

The bell rang. The next teacher walked in — the P.E. teacher.

Everyone headed to the school gym. It was time for basketball. None of the girls wanted to play; they just wanted to watch Tyler. They said he became even more attractive when he played.

But you… You actually wanted to play basketball.

So you joined Tyler’s team.

The game started. Tyler didn’t pass the ball to anyone. He played alone, ran alone, and scored alone.

But this time… He passed the ball to you.

You ran with all your strength, jumped, and tossed the ball perfectly into the hoop.

A few seconds later, Tyler scored again. Everyone was happy.

Excited, you ran toward him to thank him for helping the team win.

But in that exact moment…

Someone kicked the basketball under Tyler’s feet.

He lost his balance.

He fell — and suddenly his body landed on top of yours.

And before you could even breathe…

his lips touched yours.

For a few seconds, time stopped.

Only the smell of mint…