High school isn't easy , especially when homework, deadlines and a group project that's supposed to be simple... until I get paired with him.
He's confident, teasing, and completely impossible to ignore. I should hate him... but somehow, every study session, every accidental glance, and every small moment makes my heart skip a beat.
Can love survive deadlines, awkward moments, and a little bit of chaos? Or will my heartstrings get tangled along the way?
Perfect. Peaceful. That's how I would describe my life. So moving to a different state to be with my boyfriend while I finish my degree makes sense.
Only, until it doesn't.
My life is going great. I'm settling into my new home, establishing a routine with my boyfriend. Until I meet him.
He's my professor. He's a complete asshole. For a while, I can't stand him.
But then something changes.
Soon I find myself looking forward to his class. I find myself questioning am I really happy or am I just used to this routine? This reliability? I find myself thinking about him when I shouldn't. I start feeling alive.
They says there's a calm before the storm, well... I call it chaos. Because no one could prepare me for what I would find.