My Light

Headphones on, eyes glued to his phone he walked straight into her.

"Watch where you're going," she snapped, rolling her eyes.

Ace tugged his headphones down and smirked. "Watch where I'm going? Maybe you should learn to stand still instead of being a walking hazard."

"I was standing still, idiot. You're the one who can't look up for once." She folded her arms, glaring.

"Oh, so I'm the idiot now?" he scoffed. "Classic. Who was it that made the class win the quiz again? Oh right-the idiot with the higher IQ."

Her eyebrow twitched, but she forced a sweet smile. "I'm in a good mood today. Don't f*cking ruin it."

Liora Anne Elise Beaumont - A girl exactly like her name , Elegant, Luxury , The French Heiress absolutely despises him. With an air of quiet confidence and the kind of presence that turns heads without trying, Liora carries herself like she's always in control-because she usually is. Raised between Parisian summers, she knows refinement to the letter, but that doesn't make her soft. Beneath the designer polish is a sharp mind, a sharper tongue, and no patience for people like Ace. She doesn't just dislike him-she refuses to waste her time pretending otherwise.

Z*** *** **** ** *****d - Better know as Ace is a physics book in human form, Boring , Irritating without even doing anything. Stoic, analytical, and endlessly unreadable, Ace doesn't need to say much to get under someone's skin-especially Liora's. With his ever-present headphones and unreadable expression, he moves through the world like it's a puzzle only he can solve. He's naturally brilliant, painfully logical, and completely uninterested in impressing anyone. But somehow, his calm indifference only seems to provoke the people around him more. Especially her.