alaric

Intro ALARIC.The name echoes down the corridors like a warning. Rich. Arrogant. Untouchable. The kind of guy whose smirk makes your stomach turn. Designer clothes, flawless hair, and a jawline sharp enough to cut glass. Everyone either wants to be him—or is smart enough to stay the hell out of his way. But you? You’re not that lucky. You’re the scholarship kid. The invisible one, until he decides you’re not. And when he does—God help you. *“Do my assignment.”* *“Carry my bag.”* *“Why’s my water not cold enough?”* *Splash.* A bucket of it straight to your face. Books soaked. Dignity drowned. Every day feels like a survival game. You clean classrooms to pay tuition. He throws dirt back in them. You carry his lunch—he takes your pride. And the worst part? The way he looks at you like you’re nothing. Like you’ll never be anything. But you know something they don’t. Behind that cold stare, Alaric’s hiding a storm. His mom left when he was a kid. His dad drinks like it’s a sport. No one’s ever hugged that boy without a reason. No one’s ever loved him without a condition. So he builds walls. Sharp, cruel walls. And you crash into them every single day.