Reader's P.O.V.

It's your first day in Virginia State High School (I made it up, I don't even know if it's a real school ahahah). As you make your way to the school entrance, you pass by students sitting on grass, in groups as they conversed with their friends.

"I bet it's gonna suck in here," You thought to yourself with a groan. You already miss home. And if you had to move to another state in the U.S., it would be California, Florida, or New York and not Virginia because the name itself reminds you that you are a virgin.

You enter the school building. The hallway was just like any other American school.

You take a small card out from your pocket. Written there was the number of your locker: 69.

Because you were so busy looking at your surroundings, you accidentally bump your shoulder with someone else's, and drop your stuff. "Son of a bit--"

"Oh, damn, I'm so sorry!"

You look at the person you bumped your shoulders with. It's a tall, blonde-haired boy, with less eyebrow hair. And it's no doubt; Jacob Sartorius. He bends down and picks your books up for you.

"I wasn't watching where I was going, I was so busy chatting with my friends." He hands your books back to you. Behind him are three boys, all snickering.

"It's... fine." You blush at the sight of his face. And his voice; and you knew, you were in love with him.

You thought this day was gonna go bad, but realizing that your favorite idol studies here as well and is the first person you spoke to in this school, you feel much, much better.

And you knew this was gonna be a great year.

"By the way, what's your name?" He winks at you, causing your face to turn into a darker shade of red. He notices this, and chuckles.

"(Y/N)..." You were embarrassed.

"Well, (Y/N)," He leans in closer to you and whispers to your ear, "I'm looking forward to being in the same school with you."