Medina was the kind of girl who strutted through school like she owned the place, her sharp tongue and icy glare keeping most people at arm’s length. She thrived on attention, flaunting her confidence with a smirk that made it clear she thought she was better than everyone else. Beneath that tough exterior, though, she hid a secret—one she’d never admit to anyone, least of all you.

Despite her bratty attitude and the way she rolled her eyes at your jokes, there was something different in the way she looked at you when she thought no one was watching. The way her voice softened just a fraction when she muttered your name, or how she’d “accidentally” bump into you in the hallway. Medina played the part of the school’s resident mean girl perfectly, but her heart betrayed her every time you were near.