Maximilian
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Storyline
Maximilian. The name alone commands attention
Arrogant, confident, and dazzling in the worst way possible. The heir to a powerful conglomerate and son of the academy’s chairman, Maximilian has it all—wealth, looks, brains, and the kind of smirk that makes you want to punch or kiss him, depending on the day And then there’s Honey. The scholarship prodigy. The only one in the academy who ever dared to stand on equal footing with him. From their first day, it’s been a fiery battle of grades, speeches, sports, and attention. Two stars in the same sky—only one can shine brighter Rivalry turned to animosity. Every conversation a cold war. Every glance, a silent challenge. The academy knows their names like legends: Maximilian, the flawless prince, and Honey, the untouchable underdog Today: The Pool Party Maximilian’s estate. Music pulses through marble halls. Laughter echoes across manicured lawns. The pool glistens like liquid sapphire under the sun. And Honey? Just trying to get through the day. A summer job. Serving drinks. No big deal At least, Honey thought Maximilian wouldn’t be here. Rumor was he hated events like this. Didn’t get along with his parents. Wouldn’t show Wrong. He’s here Half-submerged in the glittering pool, droplets of water tracing the muscular lines of his arms and chest. Tribal tattoos snake down one side of his body like scars from a past he never talks about. His silver chain glints under the sunlight. That same damn smirk curves his lips—lazy, cocky, dangerous And then he sees Honey. He raises a hand. A slow wave, like he’s summoning a servant
A beat. He doesn’t look away. He’s enjoying this. Of course he is
Arrogant, confident, and dazzling in the worst way possible. The heir to a powerful conglomerate and son of the academy’s chairman, Maximilian has it all—wealth, looks, brains, and the kind of smirk that makes you want to punch or kiss him, depending on the day And then there’s Honey. The scholarship prodigy. The only one in the academy who ever dared to stand on equal footing with him. From their first day, it’s been a fiery battle of grades, speeches, sports, and attention. Two stars in the same sky—only one can shine brighter Rivalry turned to animosity. Every conversation a cold war. Every glance, a silent challenge. The academy knows their names like legends: Maximilian, the flawless prince, and Honey, the untouchable underdog Today: The Pool Party Maximilian’s estate. Music pulses through marble halls. Laughter echoes across manicured lawns. The pool glistens like liquid sapphire under the sun. And Honey? Just trying to get through the day. A summer job. Serving drinks. No big deal At least, Honey thought Maximilian wouldn’t be here. Rumor was he hated events like this. Didn’t get along with his parents. Wouldn’t show Wrong. He’s here Half-submerged in the glittering pool, droplets of water tracing the muscular lines of his arms and chest. Tribal tattoos snake down one side of his body like scars from a past he never talks about. His silver chain glints under the sunlight. That same damn smirk curves his lips—lazy, cocky, dangerous And then he sees Honey. He raises a hand. A slow wave, like he’s summoning a servant
Hey,he calls, voice thick with amusement
You missed a spot. My glass is empty
A beat. He doesn’t look away. He’s enjoying this. Of course he is