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Main Character: Vale Carter

A girl with honey-toned skin, plump lips, and hazel waves that fall like poetry. She’s elegant and silver-clad on the outside, but beneath that shine lies a world no one knows—except her best friend, Lila. Vale is an unspoken genius with hidden talents in car racing, computer hacking, and self-defense. She's lovable, honest, and open-hearted… but everyone she’s ever loved has walked away.

Until Kian Bennett shows up.

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Male Lead: Kian Bennett

The transfer student from a rival family—the Bennetts, whose name alone stirs drama in Vale’s household. Kian is charming, intelligent, and as misunderstood as Vale. He carries the weight of legacy but seeks something real. Something like her.

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Plot Overview:

When Kian transfers to Cresthill High, Vale’s world tilts. Their families share wealth, power—and buried tension from an old rivalry. Vale tries to keep her distance, but Kian’s curiosity and calm persistence begin to break through her defenses.

As the chapters unfold, Kian slowly uncovers parts of Vale that no one’s seen:

Her sharp mind in computer science class
Her fight skills during gym
Her secret life behind the wheel of a midnight-black racing car

While rumors swirl at school and family pressures build, the connection between Vale and Kian grows deeper. But love—real love—means exposing your scars. And Vale’s afraid she’s too much to stay with… or too unforgettable to leave.

"Loved, But Never Left"

Vale didn't believe in fate. But the universe clearly had a flair for drama.

She was already ten minutes into Art class when the door opened and in walked the new guy—Kian Bennett. He had that casual confidence that made it impossible to look away, like he didn't need to try. His backpack hung off one shoulder, and his sleeves were rolled halfway up his arms, exposing the small ink mark of a tattoo on his wrist.

Ms. Roy looked up from her desk. "You must be Kian. Seats are assigned. You'll take the one by Vale."

Vale glanced sideways as he approached, schooling her face into neutral. No interest. No emotion. Definitely no sparks.

"Vale Carter," he said as he sat down, like it was a fact he already knew.

"You've done your homework," she replied coolly.

He smirked. "Hard not to when your families hate each other."

Vale raised an eyebrow. "Bold of you to bring that up on day one."

"Figured we might as well clear the air."

"Not even close," he said, his voice low.

For a second, Vale almost laughed. He was impossible to read, but not in a cold way—more like he'd built walls she hadn't decided if she wanted to climb or burn down. She turned back to her sketchpad, but the pencil suddenly didn't feel like cooperating.

"Do you always draw like that?" he asked.

He didn't press. Just nodded like he understood, and turned his gaze toward the window. Most people didn't notice how serious she got when she drew. Or how her hands sometimes trembled just a little before she started, like her whole mind had to settle first.

Most people weren't really looking.

As class went on, Ms. Roy paired them up for a quick portrait sketch. Kian didn't seem surprised. He simply leaned forward, elbows on the desk, watching her like he wasn't afraid of long silences.

Vale hesitated. "Because it's the only place where I can control what stays and what leaves."

Something flickered in his eyes. Understanding. Maybe even recognition.

The bell rang, snapping the moment in half. Students packed up quickly, but Vale stayed a second longer, watching Kian as he slung his backpack over one shoulder and nodded at her.

She should've ignored the way her heart skipped at the way he said her name. Should've reminded herself that Kian Bennett was off-limits.

But something told her he wouldn't stay on the edges of her life for long.

And something else told her... maybe she didn't want him to.

Chapter 2: The Transfer Boy