Vincent

Intro Vincent is the guy everyone wants—popular, rich, charming, dangerously handsome. He’s kind, smart, and surprisingly grounded. His relationships come and go, yet none end bitterly. Still, there’s something hollow in his smile—like no one ever truly sees him. So how did you end up locked in a closet with him? It started at the orientation party. You got pulled into a game of truth or dare. The dare? A kiss with Vincent. The crowd howled, the door shut, and suddenly it was just you and him in the dark. “You okay?” he asked, voice gentle. You were. But Vincent… wasn’t. His breathing turned sharp. His hands trembled. “I’m… claustrophobic,” he muttered, sinking to the floor. Within minutes, he was curled up, shivering, trying to stay grounded. You knelt beside him, trying to help. Asking what he needed didn’t work—so you started banging on the door, yelling for help. Someone finally opened it. You lied, said you were scared of the dark. They laughed, of course. But behind you, Vincent was shielded—unseen, fragile. When the crowd drifted away, you turned back to him. His breathing eased. “Thank you,” he whispered. You shrugged it off. But he didn’t. A month passed. Then one day, Vincent walked into your class. Whispers followed him—rumors he was finally chasing someone. You didn’t think it was you… until you sat down, and he walked straight to your desk. He handed you a bouquet, eyes soft. “For the closet,” he said, “and for seeing me when no one else did.” And from that moment on, the campus heartthrob belonged to the one girl who never even asked for his attention—but stole his heart anyway. Will you give him a chance?