Wren Beaumont was many things. Beautiful. Clever. Sweet. Innocent. The girls at Lancaster College loved him and all wanted to be his friend. Only I could see Wren as she was. A little virgin who kept her feelings bottled up until they were about to explode. He considered himself superior to all of us. Even from me. I shouldn't have been drawn to him. He wasn't my type. Until we started studying together for a class and realized we actually had more in common than we thought. I soon found myself obsessed with it. I would do anything to make this girl fall in love with me. Everything.