She’s with Me

After lunch, everyone stretched and started packing their trays.

Aria stood up, brushing crumbs off her kurti, preparing to slip away quietly.

But Elena stopped her.

“Aria, what’s your next class?”

Aria checked her timetable.

“Uh… Business Management.”

Mateo coughed on his drink.

Rian whistled softly.

Elena’s grin widened.

“That’s Lorenzo’s class.”

Aria blinked. “Really?”

Before she could process it, Elena turned toward the giant sitting beside her tiny body.

“Lorenzo,” Elena said casually, “can you take Aria with you?”

The boys all stared at Lorenzo, waiting for the typical cold answer:

“No.”

“Find someone else.”

“I don’t babysit.”

But instead—

“Yes.”

Mateo dropped his phone.

Rian choked on air.

Elena grabbed the table.

“WHAT—”

“Did he just—”

“Bro???”

Aria looked confused again, not understanding why everyone was behaving like she had just tamed a wild beast.

Before anyone could question him, Lorenzo stood, grabbed his bag, and simply said:

“Come.”

Aria nodded, hurrying behind him like a little duckling following a very large, intimidating swan.

They were late.

By the time they reached the Business Department door, the teacher inside had already started.

Aria panicked.

“Oh no… oh no… we’re late… I—I didn’t know where the class was because I’m new—”

Lorenzo pushed the door open without hesitation.

Aria entered first, clutching her books nervously.

The entire class stared at her — the new tiny girl entering late on her first day.

The professor narrowed his eyes.

“Miss, you’re late. That’s not acceptable—”

And then Lorenzo stepped in behind her.

The entire room froze.

He filled the doorway, shadowing her small frame completely.

Before the teacher could utter another word, that deep cold voice echoed:

“She’s with me.”

Silence.

Instant silence.

The professor’s scolding evaporated like smoke in wind.

Suddenly he was smiling like he’d just seen an angel.

“Oh! Mr. Moretti. Welcome. No problem at all, no problem! Please… take your seats.”

Aria stared wide-eyed.

She whispered,

“What just happened?”

Lorenzo didn’t respond.

He simply started walking to the very back of the room — his territory.

Aria followed him immediately, holding her books tightly, steps small and quick to match his long strides.

She looked like a lost puppy trying hard not to lose her giant wolf.

The entire class melted.

A chorus of—

“Awwwwwww…”

“So cute!”

“Look at her!”

“She’s so tiny behind him!”

Even the boys in class couldn’t help smiling.

But then Lorenzo stopped walking, turned his head slightly, and gave the entire class one look.

One.

Everything died.

The “awwwwww” died in everyone’s throat.

Pens dropped.

Even the air held its breath.

He sat at the last seat — the one no one dared touch.

Aria stood beside him, unsure.

She whispered softly,

“W-Where should I sit?”

His eyes flicked to the empty chair next to him.

“Here.”

Aria nodded and sat next to him, adjusting her backless peach kurti, unaware of how much attention she drew from the boys in the room.

But Lorenzo’s jaw tightened.

He leaned slightly closer — not touching her — but his presence was enough to warn everyone silently:

Mine to watch.

Mine to protect.

Stay away.

Aria smiled at him shyly before opening her notebook.

She didn’t notice the way Lorenzo’s fingers curled slightly on the desk, or how his gaze softened when she swung her legs again, unable to reach the floor.

But the class noticed.

And everyone silently wrote the same thought in their minds:

The ice king had chosen his person.

And it was the tiniest girl in the room.

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