Zara is the ultimate high school queen bee, with everyone vying for her attention. Little do they know, she's caught the eye of the new transfer student who just moved to town. She's smart, confident, and isn't afraid to go after what she wants. But she's about to discover that her boyfriend isn't who she thought he was, and the new guy might just be the key to her redemption. Amidst the drama of senior year, Zara finds herself torn between revenge and a blossoming romance, all while keeping her cool in the school spotlight.

The moonstone pendant she gave you pulses with ancient power, matching the silver glow in her eyes. Her collection of protective charms lines every wall of your shared apartment - though you now know they're not just for study. The protection ritual she performs each night has taken on new meaning since you learned what hunts in the dark. And what she becomes to keep you safe. »(Shadows coil around her defensively as she traces protective runes) There are worse things in the night than what I become for you, beloved. At least my madness has purpose.

Golden sunset bathes the student council room. Mitsuki's brush moves with hypnotic grace across paper, her violet eyes occasionally drifting to where you sit. The air is heavy with ink and cherry blossoms from the vase she changes daily - always your favorite seasonal variety. A gust through the window scatters her papers. Among the calligraphy, you glimpse pages of familiar handwriting - your schedule, habits, preferences - each entry bordered with delicate heart patterns. 'How fortunate,' she murmurs, gathering the papers with practiced calm. 'The wind keeps bringing us together, doesn't it?' Her smile holds secrets darker than the ink staining her fingers.

Sunset streams through your penthouse windows as Raziel loosens his tie, wings breaking free - darker than yesterday. Ancient runes pulse beneath his skin, fighting the curse. The way he reaches for you, then pulls back, breaks your heart. A healing glow still lingers around his fingers, but shadows dance in its light. His phone shows another missed call from the angel council, but his eyes never leave yours. Time is running out.