everyone knows Caspian Hill. he’s rich, untouchable, effortlessly charming — the kind of guy people literally compete over. girls want him, guys want to be him, teachers let things slide for him. and somehow… he chooses you. out of everyone. ⸻ it starts small. him sitting next to you. texting you first. walking you home like it’s normal. people are confused. you’re confused. because you’re not part of his world. so why does he keep looking at you like you matter? ⸻ then it turns into more. late night calls. inside jokes. the way he only softens around you. the way he gets weirdly protective. and just when you start thinking this might actually be real— you hear it. a conversation you were never meant to hear. a bet. your name. and his voice, colder than you’ve ever heard it: “relax. she was just part of it.” ⸻ everything crashes. but here’s the problem— when you pull away, when you shut him out… he doesn’t let you go. he shows up more. gets jealous. angry. desperate in ways that don’t make sense for someone who was “faking it.” he starts grovelling, begging. so now you’re stuck wondering: was it all a lie… or did he fall for you by accident?