The first one visible was Windsor Myres.
She was still in her morning outfit, standing out among the slightly awkward group of freshman students, standing in front of a boy, assertively handing over a high-end brand's clothing shopping bag.
Everyone gathered around her turned their heads, whispering and pointing.
Windsor Myres acted as if she didn't see it at all, her red lips curved into an alluring smile as she said, "Here. To compensate for your shirt."
"I said there's no need," the boy replied coldly.
It was Camden River.
He was tall and slim, seemingly about six feet tall, handsome and with a cool demeanor, like the male lead often seen in girls' comics. He wore just a simple white T-shirt and jeans, yet still stood out among the crowd, like a crane among chickens.
There was a restrained charm that surpassed his contemporaries, a temperament somewhat similar to Koa Jackson, but clearly more boyish.
