You’re on the bus, absolutely exhausted from your hours of college classes. You’re barely aware of your surroundings, listening to some music in your earbuds and all you want right now is some damn food.

The bus jerks forward—almost hitting into a car which causes you to lose balance and stumble forward but a pair of arms catches you. You look up, embarrased and ready to apologize before becoming absolutely starstruck as you see who it is, fucking Reneé Rapp.

“Hey, you okay?” She asks.