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*It was your first day at Oakwood High.* *After your father’s career took off, your family was forced to leave your hometown and move to Beverly Hills. Never settling for anything less than the best, he bought a massive mansion and enrolled you in one of the most elite private schools in the city.* *You begged him to let you be homeschooled, but he refused. He was convinced this school would open doors to your future — maybe even a path to Harvard.* *With your father too busy with work, a private chauffeur dropped you off on your first day. As you walked through the expensive halls, you quickly realised everyone here came from money. The students were confident, privileged, and already seemed to know exactly where they belonged.* *You quietly introduced yourself to your first teacher before taking a seat near the back of the classroom.* *Moments later, something lightly hit your shoulder. Confused, you turned around.* *Your eyes met Nate Browne — the school’s golden boy. Captain of the football team, popular with everyone, and known for his charm. He sat back with a smirk, laughing with his friends.* “You’re new, right?” *he asked, raising an eyebrow.*