Hailee’s POV
Arriving, I met Callum already seated in his usual seat beside mine. He smiled at me as he watched me approach, and when I sat down, he planted a kiss on the side of my cheek.
"Good morning, girlfriend," he said with a smirk.
I blushed but raised a brow. "Girlfriend?"
Callum nodded. "Yes, darling... the news is already spreading all over the school. Everyone thinks we’re dating... well, they’re not exactly wrong."
Callum’s smirk deepened as he leaned back casually in his seat. "Actually... I got something for you."
I blinked in surprise. "For me?"
He nodded and reached under his desk, pulling out a single red rose. Its petals were soft and perfectly bloomed, the deep color standing out vividly against his fingers.
My lips parted slightly as he handed it to me. "Callum..."
"It reminded me of you," he said simply, his gaze holding mine with that teasing warmth of his.
I felt my cheeks warm. "You’re ridiculous," I murmured, but my voice softened as I took it.
Before I could say anything else, the sound of footsteps approaching caught my attention.
Dane had just walked into the classroom.
He moved with that effortless confidence he always carried, but this time his eyes were locked directly on me. My breath hitched slightly.
Without a word, he reached my desk, leaned down... and pressed a firm, lingering kiss to my forehead—right there in front of everyone.
I froze.
Around us, the quiet hum of the classroom broke into murmurs. I could feel several pairs of eyes on us, our classmates whispering in surprise.
I wasn’t sure whether to move or speak. My heart was thudding, my face burning.
But Dane didn’t seem fazed in the slightest. He straightened, his expression unreadable, and then reached into his bag.
When his hand came out, he was holding a small, elegant box of chocolates.
"These are for you," he said simply, setting them down on my desk like it was the most natural thing in the world.
The whispers in the room grew louder.
I glanced between the rose in my hand and the chocolates in front of me, my pulse racing as I struggled to process what to do.
Dane’s gaze flicked briefly toward the class, his eyes sharp and commanding. "Face your front," he said, his tone calm but carrying an authority that made a few people instantly turn away.
The murmuring died down almost immediately.
Then he looked back at me, the intensity in his eyes softening into something warmer. A small smirk tugged at his lips.
"I’ll see you at break," he said quietly, like it was a promise.
Before I could answer, he turned and walked to his seat. I swallowed hard and looked at Callum, who had a nonchalant look on his face, like he didn’t care what Dane had just done. It seemed he was taking this whole sharing situation surprisingly well, or maybe he was just hiding it better than I thought.
The teacher came in and started arranging her notes, but my mind was barely in the room. I tried to focus, but instead, I found myself wondering... where was Nathan? He was never late for class, and that only made me more anxious.
Almost without thinking, I slid my phone out from under the desk and unlocked it.
A new message was waiting for me.
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