THE GENTLEMAN OF MY DREAMS

Chapter One: Where It All Began his name is Blxcee Jayden the most handsome gentleman I’ve ever known. We met at school, both of us in Grade 11. We only shared one class: Business Studies. But sometimes, one moment is all it takes to change everything.I still remember the first time I noticed him not just saw him, but noticed. It was the way he walked in, late as usual, with that calm confidence that didn’t beg for attention, yet drew every eye. He took his seat at the far end of the classroom, two rows ahead of me. Our teacher was explaining something about market equilibrium, but I wasn’t listening. I was watching him. The way he leaned forward when he wrote, how he tapped his pen against his notebook when he was thinking. I should’ve been taking notes, but my heart had other plans.There was something about Blxcee something quiet and magnetic. He didn’t talk much in class, but when he did, it was always something smart, something smooth. The kind of smooth that doesn’t even try.And then, one day, he looked back. Straight at me.Just for a second.But that second? It turned into a story.At first, we were just classmates.Then we were friends.It started with little things him passing me a worksheet I’d missed, me lending him a pen when his ran out of ink. We’d laugh at the same jokes in Business Studies, roll our eyes when the lesson dragged on, and sometimes we’d talk after class, walking slowly even though we both knew we were already late for the next period.Blxcee was easy to talk to. He wasn’t loud or flashy like some of the other boys he was calm, thoughtful, and when he smiled, it felt like the world paused for a second. That smile could melt away the worst school day.Sometimes, during lunch breaks, we’d sit under the tree near the science class Just the two of us. Talking about random things music, dreams, teachers we liked and didn’t. He once told me he wanted to travel the world and start his own business one day.“I don’t want to live an ordinary life,” he said, looking out at the sky.And I remember thinking, There’s nothing ordinary about you, Blxcee.I never told him, though.Not then.Because we were friends. Just friends.But in my heart, something was beginning to change.Sometimes, the smallest moments leave the deepest marks One afternoon, the clouds had started gathering just after lunch. The wind picked up, and the sky turned grey, as if the world was holding its breath. I was standing near the edge of the courtyard when the first drop of rain hit my cheek.And then I heard his voice behind me.“You’re going to get soaked,” Blxcee said, stepping closer with his blazer already off. Without waiting, he held it out, draping it gently over my shoulders. His hand brushed my arm warm and steady and I felt something in my chest tighten.We stood there, under the light rain, not moving.“I like the rain,” I whispered, not knowing why I said it.He smiled, that slow, soft smile I’d come to love. “Then I guess I like it too.”There was a silence between us. Not the awkward kind, but the kind that says more than words ever could. He looked at me, really looked at me, and for a moment I wondered if he could hear how loud my heart was beating.“Hey,” he said gently. “You okay?”I nodded, unable to speak.“I like being around you,” he added, voice quiet but certain. “You feel like... peace.”I didn’t know what to say. My fingers clutched the edges of his blazer, and I looked down, smiling like a fool.That was the moment everything began to change.The moment I stopped pretending I didn’t feel more.The moment I knew I was falling for Blxcee Jayden And maybe, just maybe, he was falling too.After that day in the rain, something shifted between us.We didn’t talk about it. We didn’t have to.But I noticed things.Like how he started waiting for me outside the Business Studies classroom, even when its late He didn’t say much but he didn’t need to.One afternoon, as we sat under our usual tree, I caught him staring at me when he thought I wasn’t looking. He looked away quickly, but I saw it the softness in his eyes, the almost smile on his lips.He looked at me like I mattered. We were quiet for a while, just listening to the wind move through the leaves.Then he asked, “What would you do if you could go anywhere? Right now.”I thought for a moment. “Somewhere peaceful. With mountains. And rivers. Maybe a small cabin where no one knows our names.”“Our names?” he teased, raising an eyebrow.I smiled. “Fine, just me then.”He laughed, and it was the kind of laugh that stayed with you. The kind that felt like summer. “Nah,” he said, looking at me again. “If you’re going,I’m going too.”I didn’t say anything. I just looked at him and in that silence, I think we both knew something was growing between us. Something delicate and undeniable.Later that evening, he sent me a message:> You looked beautiful today. Just thought you should know.