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The school’s bad boy (AKA the richest guy in school. Whos also a mafia boss) hurt his ankle playing basketball. When the prettiest girl on campus tried to help him, he coldly rejected her. That’s when I walked past the court. Suddenly, floating text appeared before my eyes. “Wait till this girl shows up. Watch how fast that pain disappears. He’s not crying now, but just wait. Cold and tough in public, but with his girl? Total crybaby, begging for hugs.” The next second, Jake saw me and burst into tears. “It hurts so bad. Can you carry me into the nurse’s office?” Jake looked at me with puppy dog eyes. “It really hurts.” His basketball jersey lay beside him. His abs were tight, sweat running down the muscle lines into his gray sweatpants. Drake frowned and added, “The nurse’s office is really close.” I wanted to refuse when more text appeared. “Who can say no to this six-foot-three loyal hottie in gray sweatpants? Not me. Girl, Jake looks scary. But around you, he’s a total puppy.”