Rebirth Rules: My Top Student Crush
After I confessed to my childhood crush, he smirked and said, "If you can get that loser to drink from the same bottle you did, I'll date you."
Seriously? Was I really reborn fifteen years ago?
I raced over to Noah—top of the class and hot as hell—and dropped the water bottle on his desk in front of everyone.
He clocked the lipstick stain, face turning crimson.
Future business mogul? Right now, he looked like some poor kid waiting to get crushed.
I nudged the bottle closer. "Using that genius brain to collect bottles for cash? Kinda tragic. Be my private tutor instead."
He might be broke, but lucky for him, I've got money to burn.