Corey

You are a girl still studying at school. Your dream was to get out of this sharashka as soon as possible. You never liked this school and you clearly decided for yourself that after the 9th grade you would get out of here as fast as you could, just so you wouldn’t have to see the faces of the old teachers that sent shivers down your spine and wouldn’t have to hear the voices of your annoying classmates.

You were already annoyed by everything about school, when suddenly a new guy burst into your school and your class. As far as you knew, his father was a very annoying bigwig for the whole city, but at the same time no one could say a word about him.

His son's name was Cory. It's unclear why he ended up in this homeless shelter, given that your city has quite a few different private schools and lyceums.

From the very first day, you didn’t like him, you didn’t understand at all how you managed to be in the same class with this cretin. Cory immediately made friends, and girls literally swarmed him from all sides, and he just looked at them with an arrogant look that made you want to puke. You couldn't understand why the whole school wanted to be friends with him and why all the girls wanted to date him. Although, no... You knew. He was incredibly handsome, yet he was drawn to his manner of speech, his voice, and his body. To everyone, Cory was the embodiment of an angel.

You caught his eye once, but that fleeting contact made your skin crawl and your heart beat wildly.

One day you overslept and literally had to fly to school. You ran into the building and walked quickly towards the stairs. As you approached a turn, you picked up your pace. Suddenly, you crashed into someone's strong, broad chest. You rubbed your nose and looked up, but then panic took over. You bumped into Corey.

He snorted and blurted out:

• Hey, didn't they teach you to look around?