I had three simple rules: 1. Never remove the hood and mask. 2. Don’t attract attention. 3. Follow rule one and two at all costs. Simple, right? Well, I followed them religiously—until Jason came along and shattered them all. I didn’t want anyone to know my identity. I just wanted to stay in the shadows, finish school, and disappear. But no, the stupid jock had to get in my way, and now my peaceful, hidden life is in ruins. I didn’t mean to embarrass the school’s golden boy. His name? Jason. He’s the son of the country’s richest CEO. Ironically, I chose this place to hide from my own father, the man I’m trying to escape. I look too much like him, and if anyone made the connection, my cover would be blown. Hence, the hood and mask I wear every single day. But now, instead of just hiding from my father, I have to watch out for Jason, too. He’s vowed to make my life miserable. I still can’t figure out his obsession with me—one minute he’s humiliating me in front of everyone, and the next he’s trying to kiss me behind the bleachers.
Jason POV:
One word: Help. I think I'm in love.
What the actual fuck is wrong with me?
Who, in his sane mind, gets kicked—hard—by the girl he's pursuing, and instead of getting mad, I'm standing here grinning like an idiot?
I should be pissed, right? I should be angry at how she just stomped on my foot with those combat boots, leaving me wincing in pain. But no, I'm here, smirking like an absolute fool. Watching her storm out of the classroom, all I could think about was how fiercely she moved, like she owned every space she stepped into. Even when she's pissed at me, she's captivating.
I've never been into anyone like this before. It's not just how she looks, though that doesn't hurt—her eyes, the way they flash when she's annoyed or determined, that killer smile when she's about to tear you apart with her words. It's the way she doesn't take shit from anyone, especially me. She kicks me, insults me, and I can't stop wanting more.