Zavier Lennox has never been ignored. Not once. Not in four years at Westbrook High. Not by anyone. Until her. Serena Voss transfers in on a Tuesday in October and walks past him like he's a fire exit sign — present, technically visible, completely irrelevant. She doesn't know his name means something at this school. She doesn't care. She has six cities behind her, a five-star academic record nobody knew about, and walls built so quietly you don't notice them until you're already on the outside. He's never had to try for anything in his life. She's never stayed anywhere long enough to try. Between them a bench by a river, a project that keeps them in the same room, a rainstorm that says everything they won't, and a hand pressed once against a chest that changes the geometry of everything. But Wuthering Hearts is not just their story. It's Marcus sweet, golden, broken Marcus who has spent ten years being everyone's everything and nobody's priority, stumbling into something he has no category for in the arms of a boy named Jae-won who catches him in a corridor and never quite lets go. It's Vivienne, who knows she's the available one and not the chosen one and comes anyway. It's what happens when four people who have never been truly seen finally stand still long enough to be found. Some hearts don't announce themselves. They just wuther.