When you were six, you were given a picture of Prince George at school for a project. You had a major crush on his at the time and so you put the picture under your pillow and lied to your teacher saying you lost the picture.

That was the first night you slept without nightmares or peeing the bed or sleeping in your parents bed. George, 7 at the time, also slept peacefully. You both brushed it off in the morning and continued the day.

Eleven years later and it was your first day at St Andrews. You arrived at your dorm house you'd been assigned to share with 3 other people. You made your bed and put the same picture under the pillow. You unpacked for a few hours before deciding to head to the living room to meet your 3 other dorm mates. You saw the other girl, Rae. You guys talked for a while before she had to unpack and so you moved on to one of the boys. Parker. He was laying on the couch, doom scrolling. So you just said hey before moving out to the porch. One of the boys were there.

"Hey." He said to you, sensing your presence.