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.
Ella POV:
I was done. Absolutely done. If Jason bumped his knee into mine one more time, I was going to snap. How the hell was he this clueless? I was trying to focus, but all I could think about was his constant hovering, like he had no concept of personal space.
Then, in the middle of class—right under the professor's nose—his hand casually dropped onto my thigh. Seriously? He must've lost his damn mind. My blood was boiling, but I kept my face neutral, staring straight ahead like I didn't even notice. Inside, though? I was ready to explode. Did he think I was just going to let him mess with me like this?
He leaned in, that irritating smirk plastered across his face. "You know, if you want to play this little silent game, I can play too," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear. "But I've got a feeling you'll crack first." Oh, I'll crack alright. Right over your head.