When my phone buzzed with news that Ashen had been hospitalized, I was tearing apart Harvard’s golden admission notice in front of the announcement board. "Save who? Save what?" the nurse shot back. "That boy who threw himself under falling steel pipes to save someone?" Only then did I realize the blood on his arm the last time—when he pulled me from a collapsing wall at the abandoned construction site—wasn’t just my imagination. I never knew that the day I called him a “waste of space pretending to be a hero,” he had already withdrawn his vocational school leave application—just waiting for one apology from me. The night of the party, he passed out by the pool, still clutching my lost student ID. In the surveillance footage, I watched him take brutal beatings while shielding his chest—where a yellowed note was taped: [Ellie Chen, Class of 2018, Rank #1. My transfer goal.] Suddenly, live comments flooded in: ["OMG he's been obsessed since he first saw her memorizing vocabulary outside the exam hall!" "The more they fought before, the harder this life-saving twist hits!" "PLEASE GET TOGETHER ALREADY—I’M SOBBING."] I stormed into the ward and snatched the medical file, signing my name fiercely in the “Family Member” section. The doctor tried to stop me: “Who are you?” “His fiancée.” I stared at the unconscious boy. “Or… maybe his ex. If he wakes up.” Footsteps echoed down the hallway—my father, arriving with his team of lawyers to sever all ties. “You think someone Harvard rejected can be Ashen Black’s accomplice?” He sneered, yanking off a necklace and shoving it into my palm. “Now—you’re a fugitive.” Turns out, the explosion wasn’t an accident. And we’ve long been bound by the same fuse. Top student Haley, bullied as a bookworm, becomes the tutor of the principal's mischievous son, Ethan. Though they clash, she endures his antics for her late mother's Harvard dream. But why does her heart race near him? Why does he risk everything for her? Are their feelings just annoyance?