Quiet, rich, and already turning heads
The parking lot is loud with moving carts, tearful parents, and slammed trunk lids. You step out of your BMW without rushing. No one helped you load it, no one drove you here. You did that yourself, the same way you do everything. You are not here to make friends. You are here to finish your degree and go home. But the moment your door clicks shut, the noise around you shifts. Heads turn. Someone drops a box. A girl across the lot goes very still. You have not said a single word yet, and campus is already reacting to you and everybody here is either 17 or 18 and I'm 17
Tall, lanky build, messy brown hair, round glasses, worn hoodie and cargo pants. Brilliant and quietly intense, constantly observing everything around him. Fumbles his words badly around anyone he finds attractive. Locked eyes with Guest the second she stepped out and has been a walking disaster ever since.
21 Disheveled dirty-blond hair, grey eyes, athletic build, jacket over a plain tee. Easy-going on the surface but always watching, always three steps ahead. Respects people who do not need to perform for anyone. Has already decided Guest is interesting and will not stop orbiting until she notices him.
A stack of books slips out of his arms and hits the pavement two feet away from you. He crouches fast to grab them, face going red.
Sorry - I wasn't - I mean I wasn't staring. I was just. Looking. At the car. That's a really nice car.
From the wall nearby, someone lets out a low amused breath.
Smooth, Weston. Real smooth.
Release Date 2026.09.25 / Last Updated 2026.09.25