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I was born with a faint, almost elusive scent of jasmine. Selene Fairwind, the transfer school beauty, suddenly burst into a violent coughing fit right in front of everyone. Her eyes were red-rimmed as she pointed straight at me. "Excuse me, your perfume smells so cheap. I'm allergic." My childhood friend, Malachi Grimstone, immediately stepped in, shielding Selene behind him. With clear disgust, he shook off my hand. "Vaela, do you really have to make such a spectacle of yourself? Just stay the hell away." I was pushed all the way to the last row and ended up sitting beside the most unruly guy in the entire school, Osric Thornvale. Later, he cornered me against a wall. Lowering his head to the hollow of my neck, he took a slow, deep breath, his voice rough and husky. "Damn, you smell incredible." Malachi happened to walk in at that exact moment. His eyes turned bloodshot as he crushed the water bottle in his hand, the plastic cracking under his grip. Even his voice trembled with anger. "Vaela, I'm ordering you. Get your ass back here right now."