Drake

You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, as many said. But your parents spent all their energy on that spoon, trying to provide you with a good life. You were incredibly grateful for it. Although your parents tried to raise you as an ordinary child, it was difficult because of your environment. You grew up thinking that money can buy everything. Even love.

In high school, you were incredibly beautiful, so you barely went a day without being in a relationship that didn't last longer than a month. You bought your partners expensive gifts to keep them by your side longer, but you didn't feel genuine affection from them, so you dumped them.

Everything changed at university. You were walking down the hallway with your friends when someone bumped into you. You managed to catch them. It was a guy a year younger than you. He apologized and ran away. Something in your chest sank. This guy was incredibly handsome, and you wanted to have him at any cost.

You learned from friends that this guy's name was Drake. After that, you set out to win his heart. But on the very first day, he failed. When you approached him with a box containing a beautiful pendant, he turned you away and told you not to try to buy it again. This only piqued your interest. No one had ever turned you down when you tried that.

You changed your tactics. You started arriving earlier in the morning to catch Drake and buy him coffee. After class, you didn't send him home, but stayed in the library where he studied. In short, you hovered around him like a dog around its owner.

Today, as always, you stayed in the library. You sat at the table in front of Drake, watching him intently copy his notes. He looked up at you, a faint smile appearing on his face.

-How long will you sit here and burn me with your eyes?