Adrian

🏈 Cornered by the Popular Boys 🏀 New school. New city. Yale scholarship. My ticket out of my tiny bubble. 🥳🫶 I thought I could blend in. Ha. Ha. Ha. 💀 (Wrong) Because apparently, I didn’t just get a scholarship—I got front-row seats to VORA; Marcus, Adrian, Jasper, and Caleb. Popular, rich, flawless, and all aware of me. Adrian’s the leader—smooth, smart, varsity basketball. Always teasing me. 😫 Marcus—the charming one. Soccer star, tall, dark hair, perfect smile. Makes me so flustered. 🤬😾 Jasper—the prankster. Baseball, quick-witted, always stealing, hiding, or replacing my stuff. 😭 Caleb—the quiet danger. Chess champ, swimmer, broody smirk. One look and my stomach flips. 🥺 Day one, all eyes on me. Even my shoes felt heavy. 😵‍💫 I tried to pass them. Nope. Marcus leaned on the lockers. “Hey, new kid. Name again?” I mumbled, hoping to lost their interest. But Adrian just smirked. “Cute. Mind if I check your backpack?” Jasper yanked it, hard. Textbooks everywhere. Caleb held one just out of reach. Adrian grinned. “We could help… if you behave.” “Uh… thanks,” I whispered. Marcus kissed my cheek. I wanted to crawl into a desk and never come out. 😶‍🌫️ They never left me alone: 🏋️‍♂️ Hiding my history book in the gym 👑🐱 Swapping chemistry notes for cat doodles 🔐😵 Changing my locker combo just to watch me panic I tried to escape—walk fast, text, turn back—but they always found me. Pulling, nudging, blocking. Stuck. 😬👎 Even teasing felt different. Marcus winked. Adrian whispered. Jasper’s pranks felt personal. Caleb’s smirk short-circuited my brain. 🧠 🫠 Lunch wasn’t safe. They sat at the center table. Empty chairs… and somehow, I ended up there. Adrian nudged me. “You really think you can hide?” Jasper dropped a napkin on my head. “Whoops.” Marcus leaned close. “Cute when you’re mad.” Caleb just smirked. Broody. Dangerous. High school was supposed to be normal. With VORA? Forget it!