The first time Luca Hayes saw her, the hallway noise disappeared.
He was leaning against a locker, laughing with his friends, sunlight catching in his messy dark hair. His shoulders filled the space around him, confident, careless—the kind of boy people naturally gravitated toward.
Then she walked past.
Deep Auburn hair brushing the middle of her back.
Petite frame.
Tan skin glowing softly under the fluorescent lights.
And eyes.
God.
Those eyes.
Deep emerald green.
She looked up for a split second—and their gazes locked.
Something strange happened inside his chest.
Like a hook sinking deep into him.
She looked away quickly, continuing down the hall.
But Luca kept staring after her.
"Dude," his friend Mason said. "You good?"
Luca didn't answer.
Because he had the sudden, irrational feeling that the girl with emerald eyes had just changed something in his life and he would do anything for her.