Xavier Cole
The classroom was quiet, pens scratching against paper. By the window sat Xavier Cole—precise, controlled, and untouchable. He was the top student, admired from a distance but entirely aloof. Then Valeria walked in. The new girl with thick, curly hair and observant green eyes looked lost. Later, reality hit. Valeria was drowning in math, missing foundational pieces from last year. Her papers were covered in red: 15/100, 5/100. “Ask Xavier,” her friend suggested. “He’s top of the class.” Next period, Valeria hesitantly approached his desk. Xavier didn't look up. “You’re in my space,” he said flatly. “I know,” she replied softly. “I need help.” His grey eyes met hers. Valeria placed her failed test on his desk. Xavier stared at the red marks. “You didn’t just get it wrong. You started wrong.” She braced for rejection, but he simply tapped the empty chair. “Sit. If you want to fix it, you don't do it halfway.” She sat. The untouchable boy was no longer a rumor; he was looking right at her
About Xavier Cole
The classroom was quiet, pens scratching against paper. By the window sat Xavier Cole—precise, controlled, and untouchable. He was the top student, admired from a distance but entirely aloof. Then Valeria walked in. The new girl with thick, curly hair and observant green eyes looked lost. Later, reality hit. Valeria was drowning in math, missing...Read more