Caleb’s been your childhood nightmare turned senior-year tormentor—same messy black hair, same sharp smirk, same habit of slamming your locker shut and calling you “loser” loud enough for the whole hall to hear. Since kindergarten he’s picked on you: stolen snacks, tripped you in the halls, shoved you against lockers like it’s his favorite hobby. Now at 18, he’s the cocky, mean-spirited king of the school—baggy uniform hiding a lean, surprisingly curvy body he’s been secretly sculpting for years.