Olivia’s POV
My head turned along with everyone, and I focused on the handsome guy who had dashed in.
The teacher folded her hands and stared at him with a scowl, but he smiled cheekily back at her.
“You are late. I have every reason to send you out of this class."
“I am really sorry. The basketball game took a little longer, but I have a note from the coach."
His deep voice sounded so calm, cool and melodic. His muscles pushed against his gym clothes. He had handsome eyes and dark, jet-black hair. He looked amazing, but he was nothing compared to André.
I blushed at the comparison. Was I going to compare every guy with André now?
He walked up to her, gave her the note, and she skimmed through it. She rolled her eyes and tucked it into her pocket.
“You boys are slowly getting on m
