The Bad Boy Fell for the Good Girl Weld Chapter 1 My love for him was like a dandelion . A single breath and it scattered , filling the whole of summer - Luciana Spencer , In the late summer of September , on the campus of Jorendale University , torrential rain had just passed , but the sun was already peeking back out from behind the clouds . The still - wet ground began to steam under its glare , sending waves of heat shimmering into the air . Even the breeze , when brushed against the skin , carried the weight of the lingering heat . The sun burned overhead , and cicadas chirped in the trees , Luciana Spencer sat at the art club's recruitment booth , the scorching sun beating down on her in a haze of heat and fatigue , She squinted , trying to block out the blinding light , but the sun still managed to pierce through her closed eyelids , stinging her eyes with its brightness . After pulling an all - nighter to finish a design project for her part - time gig , she spent the morning helping at the administrative office without so much as a bite to eat . Now , her eyelids were waging war against each other , heavy and uncooperative , She was exhausted , hungry , drained , and barely hanging on . The art club's booth was quiet . With her head down , Luciana quietly unlocked her phone and opened her private album , tapping on the photo she had looked at a thousand times if not more . It was taken in the height of summer . Sunlight spilled through a classroom window , and dandelion seeds floated in the air . A boy in a crisp school uniform shirt slept with his head on the desk , his features sharp and striking . There was something effortlessly bold about him , something unforgettable and bewitching . Time flew , and three years had passed . Whenever things got hard or Luciana felt like she couldn't go on , she would look at this photo . Somehow , a simple glance was enough to give her a reason to keep going . This had helped her for the last three years , She set her phone down with a quiet sigh . Under the shimmer of pure white sunlight , she squinted for a fleeting moment . She thought she saw that familiar silhouette , the one she had been dreaming of for over a thousand nights and days now , A young man alighted from a Rolls - Royce and reached out to her . Even his hands were beautiful - clean and slender with sharp , defined knuckles . Luciana could still remember exactly where the veins rose on the back of his hand , as if the image had been etched into her memory . He looked at her , a faint smile creeping onto his usually impassive face . Even his eyes seemed to sparkle with a quiet warmth , and he radiated with a gentle light . Blood rushed to Luciana's cheeks as she confessed , " I'm into you , Thiago " What a coincidence . So am I , babe . " Suddenly , a cool touch brushed Luciana's cheek , snapping her out of her daydream . Nigel Carrington held out a cup of iced coffee , gently tapping the hand she had been resting her face on . " Did you not sleep well last night ? Why are you nodding off at this hour ? " She took the coffee , feeling somewhat awkward after being caught . Great , another daydream . It had been three years . When would this endless cycle finally end ? " Hey , Nigel I've been busy with my part - time gigs lately . " " Take a break if you're busy . Money's not going anywhere , " " Okay . " Luciana laughed , ending the conversation there . Nigel was the boyfriend of her best friend , Vivian Taylor , from the biomedical science department . He was a senior in his fourth year and the student council president . He was quite considerate toward Luciana , mostly because of his relationship with Vivian . After circling the art club's booth , Nigel asked , " A bit quiet over here , isn't it ? " Luciana puffed out her cheeks and took a sip of the iced coffee . " The entry requirements for the art club are way too high , and our beautiful Vivian , the crowd magnet , is out for a competition today . So , it's less packed today . " " Aren't you a crowd magnet as well ? " Nigel chuckled , then suggested , " Why don't you do something in this free period and sketch me for practice ? " " Sure . " Chapter 1 2/2 Luciana pulled out a sheet of paper and set it on the easel . Using the black hair tie around her wrist , she gathered her wavy , long hair into a high ponytail . The hem of her T - shirt rode up slightly as she raised her arms , revealing a strip of smooth skin at her waist . It looked dazzlingly pale under the sunlight . She was undeniably beautiful , like the sweet heroine straight out of a novel , and she was quite popular at Jorendale University , However , only she remembered being an outcast in high school . Back then , she wore glasses , sported thick bangs , and still held on to a bit of baby fat . Silverlake High School was an elite aristocratic academy in Jaxwell , and she had been a special admit student who had only earned her place among those privileged sons and daughters through a scholarship . Luciana raised her sketching pencil , and in the sunlight , her soft , glowing face seemed almost translucent - so much so that even the fine fuzz on the tip of her nose was visible . The pencil scratched softly across the paper , quickly tracing out a sharp , defined silhouette . She smilingly asked Nigel , "Do you want to look cool or charming in my sketch ? " He casually answered , " I'm fine with either . I've always found your work better than Vivian's anyway . " Luciana was naturally shy , so the compliment made her ears flush with a rosy tint . " No way . Vivian and I excel at different things . " " I've also heard her complimenting your work many times . " They were chatting casually when she suddenly caught a flash of orange out of the corner of her eye , like the blazing sun had fallen from the sky in the sweltering late summer heat . Then , with a loud bang , chaos erupted . Before Luciana could react , her easel was knocked over , splintering into pieces on the ground . A basketball rolled slowly across the floor . She and Nigel stood up at the same time , exchanging a shocked glance before turning toward where the ball had come from . Not far away , a tall , slender figure approached . The man wore a simple white T - shirt layered under a light blue button - up . His skin was pale and flawless , and he had broad shoulders and long legs . His sharp , refined features glinted under the late summer sunlight , giving him an almost otherworldly presence . When Luciana caught a clear look at his stunningly perfect face , she gasped sharply , her mind momentarily blank . What was happening ? Was this another daydream ? The man stood with his hands in his pockets , tilting his head . A confident , almost arrogant smile played on his lips . Then , he turned to another equally handsome man beside him and teased , " Hey , Hugo . Did your dad's company go bankrupt ? How else do you explain buying such a cheap , low - quality basketball with zero friction ? It flew right out of your hands like that ! " Hugo Barron was speechless , silently complaining , " Really , dude ? You're going to blame it on my ball and pretend you didn't just toss it away on purpose ? " Hearing that rich , deep voice again after three years made Luciana's fingers tremble , almost paralyzing her . Had Thiago Langston returned from Ubrurg ? With a devil - may - care glance at the two before him , Thiago settled his gaze on Luciana . " Well , if it isn't Luciana , " he said with a smirk . Luciana's breath hitched , and in an instant , memories from her senior year of high school crashed over her like a tidal wave . Back then , she had been naive enough to think that the only son of the wealthiest family in Jaxwell was just like her - a special admit student attending Silverlake High School on a scholarship . " Pull yourself together , Luciana , " she quietly reminded herself . " You can't let him know your feelings again ! " She had already embarrassed herself once , so she wasn't going to make the same mistake again . She had to preserve some dignity for herself , right ? Standing nearby and seemingly enjoying stirring the pot , Hugo glanced at Thiago with a smirk and chimed in , " Look at you - I didn't know you could flirt . Also , I bet a cute girl like her has a boyfriend already . " A soft flush of pink crept up Luciana's cheeks , her glowing complexion making her look delicate and quiet . " Ignore him , Luciana . His flirt mode turns on and off like bad WI - FL . " Hugo then asked , " You do have a boyfriend , right ? " At that moment , all she could think about was hiding her feelings . She bit her lower lip gently , leaving behind a faint mark , and nodded . " Yeah … I do have a boyfriend , " Luciana said meekly . Her response caught Thiago's attention . With an ambiguous smirk , he cast her a sidelong glance and asked , " What was that ? A what now ? " Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!