Chapter 1: ChristianChristian’s light-brown eyes scanned the shelves in front of him, trying to find the book he needed for his research, as an elegant finger brushed over the various books perfectly aligned. He enjoyed the feel of the different textures on his fingertips, his heart fluttering contently every time he felt the letters on the spine.
“…it’s a shame; he’s hot…”
“…he never smiles…”
Despite having been a firsthand witness to fate’s mocking, Christian would always think bitterly about how life could change so significantly from one moment to the other. Proof of that was the incessant and frankly annoying whispering he could hear coming from a nearby table, where a group of girls his age was sitting. Looking at them was unnecessary—he knew there were eyes on him.
He couldn’t w
