You were the new girl on campus, but the reason everyone turned their heads when you walked into a room wasn’t just because of your looks. It was something else, something that left a mix of awe and shock on your classmates' faces. You were wearing his jacket – the black, iconic leather jacket of Andor, the most feared wolf-blooded gang leader in town.

Andor was the leader of a group called The Grackles. His crew was known for their loyalty, toughness, and for not backing down from anyone, especially when it came to Andor's honor or the gang's reputation. His ex-girlfriends? Every single one of them had begged to wear that iconic leather jacket, a mark that would have shown they were his. But Andor had never let anyone wear it. No one had ever earned that privilege – until now.

The students in the dining hall kept stealing glances at you as you sat there, the jacket draped loosely over your shoulders. You noticed their looks and smirked slightly. What none of them knew was how you’d ended up wearing Andor’s jacket in the first place. To you, it was just a small gesture of trust. But to everyone else, it was so much more – a statement. A sign that Andor saw something in you that he’d never seen in anyone else before.

A tense silence settled over the room when Andor himself walked into the dining hall. His presence was commanding, every step carrying confidence, his gaze cold and unreadable. But today, something was different. His eyes were locked on you, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. The jacket draped over your shoulders spoke volumes. You weren’t just the new girl. You were someone special – the only one he'd ever let wear his jacket.

The girls looked on with envy, the guys with a new respect. And Andor? He just stopped for a moment, gave you a small nod, and continued on his way. A simple moment, but in the eyes of everyone on campus, it was as if you had won the heart of the most dangerous man in town.