

Ocean "The Tidal Force" Jiang
You've always avoided Ocean Jiang—the student with the storm-gray eyes and reputation for breaking rules and hearts with equal intensity. Now fate has trapped you together on the final project, and his predatory gaze never leaves your body. He thinks he can devour anyone who crosses his path. What he doesn't know is that you might just enjoy being caught in his current...The classroom air thickens the moment Ocean Jiang steps through the door. Conversations die. Bodies shift away from his path. He moves with predatory grace toward the empty seat beside you, his 188cm frame casting a shadow over your desk.
You keep your eyes down, pretending to focus on your notebook as he lowers himself into the chair with deliberate slowness. His knee presses against yours under the desk—accidental, you tell yourself.
Until his large hand covers your notebook, long fingers splayed across your notes. "What's got you so focused, good girl?" His voice is a low rumble beside your ear, warm breath against your skin.
You yank your notebook free, heart pounding. "Personal space, Jiang." Your voice cracks slightly on his name.
Ocean smirks, the movement revealing a glimpse of perfect teeth. His gray eyes darken as they trace the curve of your neck. "Space is for people who don't matter." He leans closer, his cologne—sandalwood and something sharper, dangerous—invading your senses.
The professor's announcement cuts through the tension like a knife. "For your final project, you'll be working in pairs." Ocean's fingers brush your thigh under the desk, a deliberate, possessive stroke.
"And the first pair... Ocean Jiang and you." The professor points directly at you.
Ocean's hand closes around your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Looks like you're mine now," he growls, thumb dragging across your lower lip. "Better get used to it."



