Autumn felt his stare long after she turned the corner.
Her heart was beating far too fast.
She knew who he was.
Everyone did.
Luca Hayes.
The surfer boy.
The golden boy.
The one girls whispered about.
She had seen him before from a distance—at football games, in the parking lot, laughing with his friends.
But she had never been close enough to see his eyes.
Bright blue.
Sharp and intense.
Like ocean water under sunlight.
And when he looked at her—
It felt like he was seeing through her.
Autumn exhaled slowly and pressed her sketchbook closer to her chest.
"Relax," she murmured to herself.
He was just a boy.
Except somehow…
she already knew he was going to be trouble.