INDIFFERENT ENCOUNTER

Summer navigated the bustling corridors of California High, her backpack slung over her shoulder. She wasn't one for cliques or popularity contests; her tight-knit circle consisted of Reed, her trusted male friend, and Nelly, her roommate.

As a bookworm, Summer found solace in academics. Her intelligence and work ethic earned her respect from peers and teachers alike. With her nose buried in a novel or textbook, she remained oblivious to the social hierarchy.

That hierarchy was dominated by the K3: Kelvin, Kingsley, and Kyle. The trio's wealth and influence had shaped the school's landscape. Their families were benefactors, and their good looks only added to their allure.

As the lecture hall filled, whispers spread like wildfire.

"They're here!" someone exclaimed.

"OMG, Kingsley's so hot!" another student swooned.

Summer remained unfazed, focused on her notes. Reed and Nelly flanked her, forming a comfortable bubble.

The K3 sauntered in, claiming their usual back seats. Their confidence bordered on arrogance, but Summer didn't bat an eyelid.

The lecturer arrived, and the lesson commenced. As the session drew to a close, Summer packed her belongings and stood up.

In the chaos of departing students, Summer accidentally collided with the K3.

"Watch where you're going!" Kelvin snapped, pushing her away.

The surrounding girls snickered.

"Trying to get their attention, huh?" one mocked.

Reed swiftly pulled Summer up, while Nelly helped gather her scattered books.

" Ignore them," Reed whispered.

Summer's cheeks flushed, but she shrugged off the embarrassment.

"That's just the K3 being themselves," Nelly said, rolling her eyes.

As they walked away, Summer couldn't help but wonder: what made the k3 so superior ?

In the K3's apartment, Kelvin plopped onto the couch.

"Man, today's classes were a snooze fest," Kyle said.

"Tell me about it," Kingsley agreed. "I almost fell asleep during economics."

Kelvin chuckled. "And then that collision with... what's-her-name."

"The solitary girl?" Kyle asked.

"Yeah, her," Kingsley said. "She's always alone, never socializes."

"No vibe at all," Kelvin commented.

"Right? She's like a ghost on campus," Kyle joked.

"I mean, I've seen her around, but she never stands out," Kingsley said.

"Do you think she's antisocial or just shy?" Kelvin wondered.

"Nah, she's just not interested," Kyle replied.

Kingsley smirked. "I bet I could change that."

Kelvin raised an eyebrow. "You think you're that charming?"

Kingsley grinned. "I know I am."

The K3 laughed, unaware of the intrigue they'd soon find themselves in.

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"I bet I can get her," Kingsley bragged.

"Ha! You think you're that irresistible?" Kelvin teased.

Kingsley smirked. "My looks alone can win her over."

"Yeah, right," Kyle chuckled. "She's not like other girls. She's immune to charm."

Kingsley's grin widened. "I'll prove you wrong."

"Okay, let's make it interesting," Kelvin proposed. "If you can get her, I'll give you my blessing."

"No, no," Kyle countered. "Let's make it worth something. Kingsley, you're so confident, put Kai on the line."

Kingsley's eyes flickered, but his confidence remained unwavering. "Deal! My Kawasaki Ninja ZX-6R against...?"

"Against my Rolex and Kyle's Porsche keys," Kelvin replied.

Kyle nodded. "If Kingsley fails, he loses Kai. But if he succeeds, we hand over our prizes."

Kingsley's eyes gleamed. "Game on."

The K3 shook hands, sealing the bet.

Little did they know, Summer was more than just a challenge.

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