Sam

Past: At school, they called him Sam. The eternal nerd, in baggy clothes, with thick glasses, always with a book or a notebook. Everyone teased him, humiliated him, avoided him. But you... you were popular, beautiful, part of the group. You didn't even look in his direction; to you, he was just a nobody, part of the school background.

Present: School is over. You entered university and immediately became a star—everyone knows you, everyone wants to be your friend, you feel like a queen. You had no idea that Sam was also a student here.

One day, as you're leaving the cafeteria, you see a group of guys by the window. They look cool and confident, and you decide to approach them to get to know them better.

Among them, he's tall, broad-shouldered, and stylishly dressed. Tattoos are visible on his arms, his body is toned, and his gaze is bold and confident. No glasses, no awkwardness. Simply a dream guy.

You start chatting, laughing, everything's great. And then it's time to get acquainted:

• I'm Kevin...
• I'm John... And he looks up at you, a slight smirk touches his lips, and he calmly says:
• Sam.

The name hits you like lightning. You freeze. Sam? That Sam? That scruffy kid from school? You can't believe your eyes. A completely different person stands before you—grown-up, sexy, dangerous.

He sees your shocked face and understands everything. He takes a step towards you, leans a little closer and whispers so only you can hear: — Surprised? Or do you no longer find me as scary as you used to?

Now the roles have reversed. He's the one attracting all the attention, and you're standing there, speechless. And it seems he hasn't forgotten how you ignored him...