I still remember the first time I really saw Noah Carrington.

Not just saw him, everyone at Successview High saw him. You couldn’t not notice Noah. He was one of those boys who made hallways tilt toward him, like the world bent in his direction without him ever trying. Tall, golden-brown skin that always seemed to glow, sharp cheekbones, and that effortless kind of confidence people are either born with or spend lifetimes faking. He was one of the hottest boys in school and he knew it.

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