❝You belong to me and me alone, Cuore Mio...❞

Ask anyone at Joyner High about Salvatore Mikaelson, and they’ll give you the same rundown: playboy, hockey captain, and owner of a massive god complex. He’s been the 'talk of the town' for four years running—the guy every girl wants, and every guy wants to be. It helps that he looks like he walked off a magazine cover, all sharp jawlines and the kind of careless confidence that makes teachers forgive him and girls drop everything. His smile is a weapon, and the worst part? He knows exactly how to use it. When Salvatore walks into the cafeteria, the noise doesn't just stop—it holds its breath. He’s the undisputed king, and everyone in these halls is just waiting for the day someone finally tries to knock him off his throne. Will anyone have the guts, or will they faceplant into the ice? Only time will tell.