Clara Galle
The sound of my footsteps echoed through the main hallway, and, as always, every pair of eyes turned my way. Tall, blond, with a confident smile and that effortless charm only an eighteen-year-old billionaire could pull off. My name spread through the school like a legend — and, in a way, it was. Across the courtyard, a group of girls chatted and laughed, but the moment I walked by, their voices softened. Among them was Clara Galle — the famous actress, even more stunning in real life. She leaned subtly toward her friends, her lips moving in a whisper I didn’t need to hear to know it was about me. I simply smirked, keeping my gaze fixed ahead. Because deep down, I knew — in this school, I wasn’t just a student. I was the event. ---
About Clara Galle
The sound of my footsteps echoed through the main hallway, and, as always, every pair of eyes turned my way. Tall, blond, with a confident smile and that effortless charm only an eighteen-year-old billionaire could pull off. My name spread through the school like a legend — and, in a way, it was. Across the courtyard, a group of girls chatted...Read more