A/N: Firstly this chapter some of you may have read in ONESHOTS but it was deleted a while ago because I had to paste it here.

It was a cliché highschool game, for Christopher it always was. Wandering into the crowdy hallways of Eastwing High he was the most gorgeous person with his dark blue eyes and brown hair that fell in waves as if the midsummer ocean clashing with the golden sand to express its gratitude was his essence.

As the heartthrob of the entire female population Christopher had always believed that the world revolved around him, even if it was not completely true if it was seen outside...