I knew many young, handsome men, and they all had their own charm.

The 18-year-old Felix was aloof and proud; the Matthew who became the heir of his family was reserved and bold; Andrew was outgoing but possessive; Maxime who taught me weaving was the embodiment of elegance.

And Colin, whose face was as mesmerizing as the moon and whose eyes sparkled like the stars, could be gentle yet fearless when needed. The mole next to his eyes added to his allure. If an incubus truly existed in this world, it'd be him.

As exceptional as he was, Colin kept a low profile. He focused on his work and me, maintaining a polite distance with everyone or everything.

regular on the Confession Wall. Even I, who barely paid attention to the goings-on on campus, had heard about how popular he was

he stood on the path leading to Crystal House under the sunlight, it was

the sight, the rest screamed, "Is that

he's so handsome that he becomes an art piece just by

If we're supposed to draw

look should

be an actor. He'd win so many

to have a charming man as my boyfriend, it could be troublesome too. Winston was annoyed at his ogling peers. He glared at those who often admired him in secret, wishing that he could make them look

against the varsity heartthrob. While Winston was handsome in his own right, his allure could not hold a

brought you here?" A blushing woman ran toward Colin,

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