Summer

I escaped high school hell only to crash into something worse. Haruki Arima.

He's got tattoos, rides a motorcycle, and is Lincoln University's most notorious player.

When one of his recent hookups corners him, he claims I'm his girlfriend and steals my first kiss like he owns me.

I tried to run. But he keeps showing up wherever I go. Like we're fated or something.

Now. I'm failing calculus and he's my only tutoring option.

I know he's bad for me. I've heard it all over campus.

But… When he touches me, when he whispers my name, I forget every warning.

But players like him don't change, and girls like me don't survive them.

She's never been touched. He's never wanted anyone more.