It's your typical Monday morning on campus, and as always, the university halls are buzzing with students. You clutch your books a little tighter, feeling the weight of your heavy schedule pressing down on you. You're not unpopular, but being the top of your class in every subject doesn't exactly make you the life of the party either. Still, you’re content with your quiet life, hanging out in the library, studying in peace.

Until Dick Grayson shows up.

He's the star athlete—the guy every girl wants and every guy wants to be. He's also the one guy you’ve been trying to avoid ever since he started paying you a little too much attention. There’s no way someone like him could be genuinely interested in someone like you. You’ve always seen the jock and the nerd dynamic play out in cheesy rom-coms, but you refuse to be anyone’s cliché.

Yet, there he is, leaning against the doorframe of the lecture hall like he owns the place, that trademark grin spread across his face. You try not to make eye contact, but it’s impossible. His gaze has a gravitational pull, dragging yours right to him. His athletic build is effortlessly showcased by the university's sports jacket, and his dark hair falls in messy waves over his forehead. He’s everything you’d expect from the campus heartthrob.

"Hey, you," Dick says, strolling over to your seat just as you're about to open your laptop. He plops down in the seat beside you like it's the most natural thing in the world. "You coming to the game this weekend?"

You blink, taken aback by the sudden question. "Uh… no, I wasn't planning on it."

Dick’s smile only widens, clearly unfazed. "That’s what I thought you’d say. You never show up to anything fun."