FAZER LOGINSet in the vibrant campus of Hudson State University in New York City, emotions and humor take readers from noisy dorm rooms and busy classrooms to football fields, bleachers, family homes, and unexpected moments where friendships are formed, insecurities are faced, and love slowly begins to grow. When quiet and insecure Hannah transfers to the university, she never expects to cross paths with Zachary Reed—the arrogant star quarterback known for his cold attitude and sharp words. What starts as painful encounters and misunderstandings slowly turns into something deeper as they are forced into each other’s lives through family responsibilities, personal struggles, and hidden dreams. As Zachary struggles under the pressure of his father's expectations and Hannah learns to find her voice and confidence, both must confront their fears, heal from past wounds, and discover that love can grow in the most unexpected places—even between a bully and the girl he once hurt.
Ver maisHANNAH’S POVI couldn’t believe I had just come face to face with the person who’d been sending me those threatening messages, and I hadn’t been able to do anything. I’d just stood there like a stone. Then I saw Zach coming my way from the corner of my eye, and the moment the girl bumped her shoulder against mine to go and meet him, I ran as if my life depended on it.I passed my friends on the dance floor, dancing their hearts out. At some point, I even spotted Serena with Adrian, and she was smiling. I didn’t want to go over there and ruin their moment, so I left the party. Luckily, I was the one with the key, and I had my phone with me, so I texted Maya to say I was going back to the dorms.On my way back, there were still a lot of people outside, and I tried to hide by covering my face with my phone. My makeup was already smudged from crying. The funny thing was, I didn’t even know why I was crying. Was it because of the girl, or because I’d seen Zach hugging her? I think I was t
HANNAH’S POVThe party took place at the school hall—the same hall where we were lectured on school guidelines. But under the red lights and with the blaring music, it looked unrecognisable. The bass shook the room, and I could feel the vibrations beneath my feet. My black heels certainly weren’t helping. The hall smelled like strong liquor and another scent I wasn’t familiar with.“Maybe we should go?” I had to raise my voice so my friends could hear me even though they were right beside me.Serena took my arm in hers and shook her head. “But we just got here,” she giggled, looking around the dance floor before making her way to the middle.“Come on, guys,” she called, stretching out her hands towards us to invite us to join her. Maya did so without a second thought, smiling as she moved her hips to the beat of the music. But if you watched her closely enough, you’d notice her glancing at a corner of the room as if looking for someone.“She seems…different, doesn’t she? Why do I feel
HANNAH’S POVIt had been seven days since my talk with my brother. I wished I could say his advice had helped me. I’d assumed a little pep talk would give me the courage to stand up for myself more often. Or to hold my ground.So when my friends suggested going to a party, I thought I’d have the guts to say no. Why wouldn’t I? Parties were never my thing. I got anxious just being in class, let alone a room full of strangers. Could you imagine? Loud music, the smell of liquor, and the blinding lights? No, no, no. It wasn’t my cup of tea.“But everyone’s going,” Serena argued as she examined the two dresses she was holding in her hands. She eyed the ruby red one draped over her left arm with interest, but still appeared indecisive.Tiffany let out a soft scoff. “Since when is that a good reason to do anything?” she asked aloud, even though she was attending the party as well. She tied her hair in a messy bun, allowing a few strands to fall over her pretty face like vines. It was normal
HANNAH’S POVPeople used to say that the only thing wrong with my brother was me. Back when I was in middle school, he was one of the most popular students in his grade. He was the type who came out of exam halls with straight A’s without trying too hard.Jordan played sports, had girlfriends and, more importantly, was one of the most charming people you would ever meet. It was a gift, really. So was his ability to win the favour of some of the strictest and most soulless teachers in our school.I was the opposite. I stuck my nose in books because, unlike some people, I couldn’t memorise words on a board from a single glance. To this day, I’m not sure if I love my brother more than I respect him, because the pedestal I’ve put him on is as tall as a skyscraper.After all, he was the reason I chose this course. And if there was anyone who could help me navigate times as dark as these, it was Jordan.“Who the hell do those people think they are?” he yelled through the phone speaker. He s
Hannah’s POVI kept replaying it in my head the entire walk back to the dorm.The hallway.The sudden impact.My books falling again.And him—Zachary Reed—standing there like I was just another mistake in his way.By the time I stepped into the room, my mood was already heavy.Maya looked up from h
Hannah’s POVThat evening, after the incident at the football field, I returned to the dorm room feeling completely drained. My shoulder still hurt slightly, but the embarrassment hurt more.Maya and Tiffany were already inside when I walked in. They immediately noticed my expression.“What happene
Hannah’s POVBy the afternoon, campus had become even busier. I was walking alone after my last class when I suddenly noticed a group of students gathered near the football field.They were cheering loudly.Curious, I slowed down.Standing in the middle of the field was a tall guy wearing a footbal
Hannah’s POVThe next morning, I woke up to the sound of my alarm ringing loudly beside my bed. For a few seconds, I forgot where I was. Then reality hit me.New school.New city.New life.I slowly sat up and looked around the dorm room. Maya was already awake, fixing her hair in front of the mirr


















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