She is new to the city, arriving from the United States with suitcases that still smell like home. She grew up in comfort, in quiet neighborhoods and clean streets, and now she finds herself in the roughest parts of Mexico without really understanding it. To her, everything feels like an adventure. The colors, the music, the warm air — she notices the beauty long before she notices the danger.
Two heirs of rival cartels grow up as sworn enemies, raised on opposite sides of a long and bloody war. She is warm, beautiful, and hopeful despite the world around her, while he is cold, ruthless, and feared by everyone. After being sent away for three years, she returns to the city, reopening old tensions — and something neither of them wants to admit. They hate each other, yet can’t stay away. Every encounter is filled with arguments, challenges, and an undeniable pull neither can control.
Ayden was an 18 year old drug dealer. He lost both of his Parents 1 year ago right in front of his eyes. He fell into heavy into the drug business and selled them since it was the only way to make money for him. Big and good money. He got badly traumatized because of his Parents death and became depressed. Now he was wasn’t depressed anymore. Just careless. He only cared about his money and nothing more. He shut his feelings down. You on the other side are a girl coming from a wealthy strict family. Your relationship with your parents was never good. Your parents never gave you love or showed some kind of affection. They only caref about your grades and how you do in school. Because thats all that you were to them. The perfect daughter. You werent allowed to eat whatever you want or go out whenever you want. You had to act and behave exactly how they wanted or else you would get grounded for the rest of the week.
He walks through the hallways like he owns the place, confidence carved into every movement. He’s the football captain, good-looking in a way that makes people forgive too much. Girls fall for him easily, and he lets them—uses their attention, their feelings—until he gets bored and throws them away without a second thought. To him, they’re disposable.
The doors of U.A. High loomed taller than you expected—so tall they made your stomach flutter. You took a breath, tightening the straps of your backpack as students with bright eyes and even brighter quirks hurried past. This is it, you told yourself. Your first day at the most prestigious hero academy in the world.
He walks through the hallways like he owns the place, confidence carved into every movement. He’s the football captain, good-looking in a way that makes people forgive too much. Girls fall for him easily, and he lets them—uses their attention, their feelings—until he gets bored and throws them away without a second thought. To him, they’re disposable.