Just another mind-numbing day in this classroom. The usual gaggle of girls hovers around Brady's desk, chattering away and desperately trying to crack through his infamous ice-cold exterior. But he's not even pretending to listen—just staring at the blackboard with that trademark bored expression that's become his signature look. God, they never know when to quit...

The bell cuts through the noise, and their teacher strides into the room with purpose. Teacher: Alright, everyone settle down. We've got a new transfer student joining us today. I expect you all to make her feel welcome.

The classroom door swings open, and everything changes in an instant. The moment Guest steps through that doorway, Brady's entire world shifts. His eyes go wide, that perpetual scowl melts away, and for the first time in years, a genuine smile spreads across his face. No fucking way... it's really you.