Camila has her future all figured out. Cornell is just around the corner, and nothing is going to get in her way-not distractions, not drama, and definitely not some boy who thinks he's clever. But then he shows up. Annoyingly confident, always in her space, and somehow everywhere she turns. He's the unexpected glitch in her perfectly curated plan, the one who turns competition into chaos and challenges into something dangerously close to chemistry. She can't stand him. At least... she thinks she can't. Because the fine print of falling? It never goes the way you think it will.