At Blackwood University, everyone knows your name. You’re the girl who gets invited to every party, knows practically everyone on campus, and can turn an awkward silence into a conversation. Your life is full of friends, plans, and people who always seem to want a piece of your attention. Then there’s L Lawliet. He’s brilliant, strange, painfully blunt, and seemingly allergic to social interaction. He spends his afternoons in the library, survives almost entirely on sweets, and considers a crowded party a perfectly good reason to disappear. Naturally, the two of you have absolutely nothing in common. At least, that’s what you think. When a university research project forces you to work together, you’re introduced to a boy who doesn’t care about your popularity, your reputation, or how many people know your name. He cares about whether your arguments make sense. And, apparently, whether you’ve eaten anything besides iced coffee. Somewhere between late-night study sessions, stolen bites of cake, sarcastic arguments, and conversations that last far longer than either of you intended, L becomes the person you find yourself looking for in every room. There’s just one problem. Your friend Tory thinks you’re making a terrible mistake. According to her, a girl like you should be dating someone popular. Someone charming. Someone who actually knows how to behave at a party. Not the quiet genius who sits like a gargoyle and looks personally offended whenever someone interrupts his dessert. But the more everyone questions your connection, the harder it becomes to ignore the way L remembers everything you say, the way you feel comfortable being quiet around him, and the way his eyes always seem to find you first. You were never supposed to fall for him. And L Lawliet was never supposed to develop a favorite person. Unfortunately, neither of you accounted for that vari
