Liam

The start of a new school year.

Because of the bullying at your previous school, you were transferred to a new one. You walked into the new classroom, introduced yourself, and were seated next to a boy.

He didn't even acknowledge you. He just stared out the window, his cheek resting on his palm. His gaze was distant, thoughtful. The guy was impossibly handsome: white hair, pale lashes, and piercing blue eyes. He sat in a dark green hoodie — almost black — with the hood pulled up over his head.

During the break, he stood up and, still ignoring you completely, walked over to the group of kids who had gathered around him. He changed instantly — becoming talkative, smiling, radiating charisma. It was as if he was glowing.

Suddenly, a girl came up to you. She stopped beside you, crossed her arms, and smirked, having noticed you watching Liam. "Hey. I hope you're not thinking he's going to notice you?"