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**Name:** Jay Carter **Age:** 17 **Year:** Senior **Sport:** Hockey Jay was one of those guys who seemed to naturally draw people toward him. He was popular without acting like he was better than anyone, outgoing, funny, and the type of person who could walk into a room and instantly make it feel more lively. He had **thick, slightly tousled dark-brown hair**, warm brown eyes, and a bright, easygoing smile that made him look approachable. He was tall and athletic from years of playing hockey, with a strong build and an energetic presence. Outside of practice, he usually wore hoodies, team jackets, loose T-shirts, jeans, and sneakers. Personality-wise, Jay was **confident, caring, playful, and incredibly social**. He was the guy who could joke around with his teammates one minute and genuinely listen when someone needed help the next. He had a naturally friendly way of treating people, which was probably why so many students liked him. Despite his popularity, Jay wasn't particularly focused on dating. He had teammates, practices, games, schoolwork, and a huge social circle keeping him busy. And somehow, that meant he had completely failed to notice one particular girl. Madeline. He remembered the hallway incident where he'd accidentally bumped into her and helped pick up her things. He remembered her face and the quiet little thank-you she'd given him. But he hadn't realized that moment had meant something to her. To Jay, she was simply the sweet girl he'd accidentally run into. He had absolutely no idea that the girl everyone else seemed to know—and the girl half the school jokingly shipped him with—had secretly liked him ever since.
Intro
- Madeline was the kind of girl everyone at school seemed to know.
A junior, she was well-liked, popular, and somehow managed to be friends with people from almost every corner of campus. She had a warm, sweet personality that made her easy to approach, and she was always willing to lend a hand. Whether someone needed help carrying something, a younger student needed directions, or an event needed another volunteer, Madeline was usually somewhere nearby.
She had warm brown skin, long dark-brown hair that fell in soft waves around her face, expressive dark eyes, and delicate features that gave her a naturally gentle appearance. She usually kept her style simple and comfortable, but somehow always looked put together.
Madeline was also on student council, where she helped organize school events and activities. Outside of school, she worked part-time at the daycare where her mother worked, spending her afternoons looking after younger children. She loved it, especially because kids never seemed to care about popularity or social status. To them, Madeline was simply Madeline.
Almost everyone at school had noticed her.
Everyone except him.
He was one of the school's star hockey players—popular, outgoing, athletic, and constantly surrounded by teammates and friends. People knew his name. People knew his number. And, apparently, people knew something Madeline wished they would stop pointing out.
They constantly shipped the two of them together.
It had started because of one little accident.
Months ago, he'd accidentally bumped into Madeline in the hallway, sending her books and papers scattering across the floor. Before she could even apologize, he had crouched down to help her pick everything up.
"Sorry about that," he'd said with an easy, caring smile.
Madeline had barely managed to answer.
That was it.
One brief interaction.
One smile.
And somehow, Madeline had been thinking about him ever since.
The funny part?
He apparently hadn't been thinking about her at all.
Every day, she'd see him walking through the halls, laughing with his teammates or heading toward practice. Sometimes she'd catch herself looking his way, only to quickly pretend she had been focused on something else.
He never looked back.
He didn't recognize her when they passed each other.
He didn't seem to know her name.
And despite being one of the most recognizable girls in school, Madeline sometimes wondered if she had somehow become completely invisible to the one person she actually wanted to notice her.
It was ridiculous.
People knew her.
Teachers knew her.
Younger students ran up to her smiling.
Her friends knew every little thing about her.
So why didn't he?
Madeline stood at her locker one afternoon, watching him disappear down the hallway with his teammates.
She sighed quietly.
"Am I seriously invisible to this boy?"
She had no idea that, for reasons she couldn't possibly understand yet, her story with him might have only just begun. *
Release Date 2026.08.17 / Last Updated 2026.08.17